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There’s an old cliche that’s dusted off the first time a new president does something particularly presidential that ‘this is the day that _________ truly became president’. But the truth is that of course that’s b******t: they’ve been president from the moment they got sworn in. That’s sort of how the gig works.
But even thought Ken and I have been ‘podcasting’—in the broadest sense of the word—for weeks, I’m tempted to say that this is the week that Kenny and I truly became podcasters. I don’t know what it was. Maybe it was the fact that the heat was so stifling in my office that the ‘don’t sound like a d*****s’ portion of my brain was not functioning, allowing me to achieve that perfect podcaster mindset of ‘just because you don’t know what you’re talking about doesn’t mean you shouldn’t just keep talking’. Maybe it was that not finding a guest meant we were forced to fall back on what comes most naturally to us: just b**********g about what’s going on in our fantasy baseball leagues. Or maybe it’s that we found out what sports talk radio has known for decades now: sometimes it’s just fun to argue about stuff with your friends. No matter what it was, I think that this was the week that Ken and I truly became podcasters.
We changed things up this week due to taking a week off to deal with some sad s**t (I will not be taking questions on what that means), but we fell into what we know best: just talking. I debuted both a ‘Coaches Corner’ and also a ‘Commissioner’s Corner’ segments; don’t get attached to them, I was (obviously) winging it. But stick around and towards the end of the episode you’re going to get the purist distillation of my and Ken’s relationship: I spitball a fantasy sports idea, he tells me (in the nicest terms) that I’m being an idiot, and we work through it in real time. It’s the sort of behinds the scenes commissioner-ing business you don’t often see, let alone have committed to the historical record. (And don’t worry: if you don’t like what I was proposing it was more of a ‘brainstorming’ than ‘this is what I actually feel like must happen’; I’ve already talked myself into two or three other ideas since we recorded.)
So sidle up and hang out with us for a bit. I can’t promise not to disappoint you, but I can promise to help you kill about 40 minutes of time.
By MackThere’s an old cliche that’s dusted off the first time a new president does something particularly presidential that ‘this is the day that _________ truly became president’. But the truth is that of course that’s b******t: they’ve been president from the moment they got sworn in. That’s sort of how the gig works.
But even thought Ken and I have been ‘podcasting’—in the broadest sense of the word—for weeks, I’m tempted to say that this is the week that Kenny and I truly became podcasters. I don’t know what it was. Maybe it was the fact that the heat was so stifling in my office that the ‘don’t sound like a d*****s’ portion of my brain was not functioning, allowing me to achieve that perfect podcaster mindset of ‘just because you don’t know what you’re talking about doesn’t mean you shouldn’t just keep talking’. Maybe it was that not finding a guest meant we were forced to fall back on what comes most naturally to us: just b**********g about what’s going on in our fantasy baseball leagues. Or maybe it’s that we found out what sports talk radio has known for decades now: sometimes it’s just fun to argue about stuff with your friends. No matter what it was, I think that this was the week that Ken and I truly became podcasters.
We changed things up this week due to taking a week off to deal with some sad s**t (I will not be taking questions on what that means), but we fell into what we know best: just talking. I debuted both a ‘Coaches Corner’ and also a ‘Commissioner’s Corner’ segments; don’t get attached to them, I was (obviously) winging it. But stick around and towards the end of the episode you’re going to get the purist distillation of my and Ken’s relationship: I spitball a fantasy sports idea, he tells me (in the nicest terms) that I’m being an idiot, and we work through it in real time. It’s the sort of behinds the scenes commissioner-ing business you don’t often see, let alone have committed to the historical record. (And don’t worry: if you don’t like what I was proposing it was more of a ‘brainstorming’ than ‘this is what I actually feel like must happen’; I’ve already talked myself into two or three other ideas since we recorded.)
So sidle up and hang out with us for a bit. I can’t promise not to disappoint you, but I can promise to help you kill about 40 minutes of time.