Interruption Pardoned: Why PTI is the Best Sports Show

Michael SharonCorrespondent INovember 4, 2009

LONDON, ENGLAND - OCTOBER 25:  Cheerleaders during the NFL International Series match between New England Patriots and Tampa Bay Buccaneers at Wembley Stadium on October 25, 2009 in London, England. This is the third occasion where a regular season NFL match has been played in London.  (Photo by Julian Finney/Getty Images)
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It has been too long a day at work. The salt mines are saltier and the grindstone has left a nubbin where there was once a nose.

Crack open the twist top and click on the TV. Get Stat-boy's show over and ply my ears with the techno zap that drops Mike Wilbon's friendly voice into my family room welcoming me to Pardon the Interruption, the single best way to get a fix of sports at the end of my workday.

Thank goodness that someone at ESPN figured out that engaging newspaper scribes could not only turn a phrase in type but could also write copy for a TV show…and read it, too.

Praise The Lord that ESPN took that leap of faith to put two faces made for radio (sorry, guys, Denzel and George need not look over their shoulders in fear of losing their matinee idol status) on TV.

Muchas gracias that a show has been placed on the air without concern for least common denominator subject matter coverage (they're not on the Discovery Channel, but Kornheiser does make frequent references to the planets, well one planetUranus).

They realize that we’re ALL not NASCAR fans. It is good to listen in on hard-core sports conversations/debates between intelligent people, quick of wit, and friendly enough not to come to blows. These are guys you would like to hang withand THAT'S why ESPN has struck gold with this dynamic duo.

So as not to slurp too wetly, they are not always scintillating, but I can usually count on some laughs, information, and reasoned opinion, not to mention games where Kornheiser always claims victory, even when it is not a competition.

Yes, if you want me to say that Mike and Tony are "my boyzz," I'll do so, but I'd rather just drink a beer with them while they tell each other why they are right or wrong, ‘cause they rarely miss the point.

So, when your day has been whittled down to 23 minutes (sans commercials) and you have that hankering for a quick fix of sports, turn on the DVR and watch that episode of PTI that you were wise enough to record from earlier that evening. Invite your buds, Tony and Mike (or even Dan Le Batard- "BAM!") into your living room and open a beer with them- you'll rarely regret it.