Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Twas the Night Before Father's Christmas

My annual posting of the poem from my book "Father Knows Nothing"...
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Ryan Trembath on WGN Radio

Eckhartz Press author Ryan Trembath (Signature Shoes) was on WGN Radio yesterday morning. The link is up on their site if you'd like to hear it. 




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Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Young Republicans

At a maskless indoor Palm Beach conference for Turning Point USA, the organization run by the kid who stole my cooler during his Eagle Scout project (true story, Charlie Kirk). This is the future of the Republican party...
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When you lie so much, someone actually sues you

 Turns out, you can't just lie on TV without repurcussions. From Mediaite...

Many of the conspiracy theories used to support the claim that the election was stolen from Trump involved two voting system companies, Smartmatic and Dominion. Allies of the president made a series of false claims about those companies, which included the allegation that they worked together to change votes from Trump to Biden.

In response to that coverage, Florida-based Smartmatic sent retraction demands to Fox News, Newsmax and OAN for airing “false and defamatory statements” about the company, threatening legal action as a last resort. Dominion has also threatened legal action against the president’s campaign.

Fox News was first to air a fact-check, on Friday, of claims made about the voting systems companies. The strange segment, in which an unknown voice asks a serious of questions about voting conspiracy theories to an elections expert, aired on shows of Fox News hosts Lou Dobbs, Jeanine Pirro and Maria Bartiromo. All hosts were named in Smartmatic’s demand for retractions.

Newsmax TV aired its own segment fact-checking claims made about those companies on Monday.

The president and his followers are officially embarrassing themselves at this point. It's pathetic.

A data expert was hired by the Trump campaign to look into the numbers in Nevada (which used the Dominion software). This is what he found.

Nothing. No fraud. No ballot stuffing. No dead people voting. Totally normal numbers with perfectly logical explanations for all of them. The minimal errors found *favored* Republicans.

Time to STFU.

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Monday, December 21, 2020

Vicki on the radio

Sorry I'm just reposting my tweets today, but I have been very succinct on Twitter, and I don't have a lot more to add about this. Good interview.
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Can't Wait!

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Brilliant

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Close Encounters of a Chicago Kind

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Minutia Men Holiday Special

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East Germany

It's not often that I'm asked to discuss East Germany...
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Signature Shoes

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Friday, December 18, 2020

Almost Christmas

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Melissa McGurren

When I saw the article about Melissa McGurren leaving the Mix I said that there was much more to the story. I think this video from Melissa confirms that. She says the truth will come out, but she doesn't say what that truth is. It's clear she is upset.
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Thursday, December 17, 2020

Free Kicks

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Negro League Cubs

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Succeeding Orion

 From today's Robert Feder column--it looks like WGN has finally named a replacement for Orion Samuelson who will be retiring at the end of this month...

When the legendary Orion Samuelson retires at the end of the month after 60 years at WGN 720-AM, he’ll turn over the agribusiness beat to Steve Alexander, who’s been a news-and-business anchor and reporter at the Nexstar Media Group news/talk station since 2007. “Steve grew up on a farm and has the knowledge to know what is important to our audience of farmers, food producers and consumers,” Big O said of his successor. “I am delighted that he is available to continue the WGN tradition of serving this most important audience.” Alexander, who also co-wrote and published Samuleson’s 2012 autobiography, You Can’t Dream Big Enough, said: “When I’ve filled in for Orion over the past 12 years, I’ve often joked that he gave me the key to the tractor, and I was able to keep it out of the ditch until he returned. Come next month, I’ll try to keep the tractor upright and continue Orion’s efforts to explain how important agriculture is to all of us.”

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Danny Bonaduce

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Wednesday, December 16, 2020

Satchel Paige

 Now that the Negro Leagues have officially been re-classified as a Major League, this man's name is going to be all over the record books...


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Mugs Halas

 On this day in 1979, George Halas Jr. passed away. The son of the NFL Founder was a Bears executive too, but he died four years before his father. Eckhartz Press author Chet Coppock got to know the younger Halas (known as Mugs) and dedicated a chapter to him in his book “Your Dime, My Dance Floor”. We present it to you today as a free excerpt in honor of Mugs and Chet.

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Remembering the Unknown Bear Heir: Mugs Halas

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“Not every father gets a chance to start his son off in his own footsteps.”

 Alan Ladd, motion picture star.

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The destiny of George Stanley Halas Jr. -“Mugs” to all who knew him -had already been determined before he emerged from the womb of his mom, Minnie Bushing “Min” Halas, on September 4, 1925.

The old man, George Halas, desperately wanted a son who would help him catapult the NFL past college grid, major league baseball, horse racing and boxing.

                I’m not sure Mugs ever wanted the role he was assigned by default. Who knows?

                The junior Halas remains the most elusive, unknown and, perhaps, misunderstood figure in Chicago sports history. Mugs had one curse he could not overcome. If it’s a son’s primary duty to please his father, Mugs was an AAA-list conscript.

                Think about this: Halas, Jr. worked for the Bears for 29 years beginning in 1950. He was elevated to the role of club president in 1963, the same year the Papa Bear won his last NFL title as a head coach.

Yet Mugs never saw a camera or a note pad that he wouldn’t sprint across a state line to avoid.

                I have just one recollection of seeing Mugs interviewed on television. It was before the Bears met Vince Lombardi and the Green Bay Packers the week of November 18, 1963. Some local reporter had managed to get the kid (nearing 40) in front of a camera to ask him about what was a critical Western Division showdown between his pop and Lombardi. The inquisitor simply asked Mugs to describe his thoughts about the upcoming battle (won by the Bears 26-7). Mugs, with absolutely no change of expression, simply said, “No predictions.”

                Mugs made Jerry Krause look like Rodney Dangerfield. Yet, GSH, Jr., could be very likeable.

The brief TV answer no doubt pleased The Old Man. There is an odd conundrum which emerges between George Halas and his relationship with the press. 

                In the 1920s and 1930s, Halas begged for coverage. By the 1960s, the tough-edged Bohemian determined that the media had to be kept at a distance. There were times I felt The Old Man actually had a fear, a vibe of vulnerability about the press.

                Ed Stone, a superb football writer for the Chicago American (later Chicago Today) was an expert on how Coach Halas operated. In 1963, he dared to criticize Halas for quitting on quarterback Bill Wade at half time of a ballgame against the 49ers at Kezar Stadium in San Francisco. Ed would pay for his Bear-knuckles honesty with his jaw. Halas simply called his drinking buddy Don Maxwell, the man who oversaw the Tribune and Today, and had Stone dropkicked off the beat.

                Stone would be replaced by fresh-faced Brent Musburger, who had just recently graduated from Northwestern. (Musburger was years away from his current run as calling card of Vegas Stats and Info – vsin.com – with “his guys out in the desert.”)

                The Bears were the last team in the NFL to send out “traditional” week-of-game press releases. Halas, as late as 1971, wouldn’t announce cuts during training camp. Why? The Halas public stance was he didn’t want the player embarrassed. Reality, it was just The Old Man playing games with the local press.

                I’m not kidding when I tell you I saw beat writers in the late 1960s when the Bears were training in Rensselaer, Indiana, trying to count by hand who was still coming out for practice and who had been cut. The moves were so shadowy, just dripping with Howard Hughes meets Greta Garbo, that Stone once joking told me, “If the Bears had it their way they wouldn’t announce the schedule.”

                Premier journalist Jeff Davis, who authored “Papa Bear: The life and legacy of George Halas” told me he has absolutely no recollection of Mugs ever being seen on TV, heard on radio, or quoted in a sports section or magazine. (Full disclosure: Jeff was my ace producer and insightful sounding board during my aborted run at WMAQ-TV.)

                But what was the son to do? Mugs grew up during The Depression when the NFL was still getting scant coverage. By the time, he turned up on the old man’s payroll in 1950, the league was still a second tier, uncertain, red-haired stepchild in comparison to the college game. 

                Its primary ally was gambling. That hasn’t changed.

                So, in his fifties as the name “George Halas” was becoming larger than life, what was Mugs to do? Did he really want to work for his dad?  Would he have preferred to teach biology at a suburban high school?

                Young Halas’s life was, at best, limited. He lived with his parents at 5555 N. Sheridan Road and attended Loyola University which was a driver and a nine-iron from the family residence.

                Mugs wanted nothing more than to please the toughest of critics, his father, and in turn, show the public that he was not a guy to be messed with. Thus, Mugs, who could be the nicest guy on earth, elected to adopt a persona that was at once fierce and ornery. There undoubtedly was no crying at the Halas family dinner table.

                Only a handful of people were allowed to see the socially comfortable Mugs Halas. One of those people was Bob Lorenz, who for years was the finest golfer you could find on the lush fairways of North Shore Country Club. Frankly, I just can’t think of anybody else who was that chummy with Mugs.  
                Young Halas did things that were nuts. Back in the 1960s, Mugs, outraged about an interception given up by Wade, kicked a hole in the wooden wall of the Bears old seasonal press box at Wrigley Field. His foot lived. The wall threw in the trowel.

                This is one for the books: In 1977, when I was handling public address for the Bears, Mugs pulled me aside while we were both field level at Soldier Field.

                “Coppock, come here,” Mugs barked. “Listen, Chet, I want you to stop using the phrase ‘preliminary signal.’”

                I said sure, but asked Mugs what the issue was. He told me that “preliminary signal” was confusing the officials. Frankly, I was astonished. However, Mugs was just warming up. He added, “Most of these jerks are so bad they don’t know a yellow flag from their dicks.”

                Amen. Mugs then asked how my mother was doing. Go figure.

                Years earlier, when the Bears ousted Jim Dooley as head  coach, Mugs came out of hiding to tell the press what a lousy and unfair job it was doing of covering his miserable football team. Halas, Jr. was not needed at this turkey shoot. In hindsight he was out there to show his dad, “Look, I can be as tough as you are…not tougher, dad…but, maybe just as tough.”

                Mugs struggled all his life to carve his own identity. You’re the son of George Halas, no matter what you do, you’re just the old man’s kid who won big in the lucky sperm sweepstakes.

                Does Mugs have a profound legacy with the Bears? Damn right, he does. In 1974, George, Jr., convinced his pop to let him pitch Jim Finks, who had built the Minnesota Vikings into a perennial NFL power, about bolting to Chicago to run the club with complete authority over every phase of the operation. Along with a small percentage of the team.

                Honest to God, I don’t know – I would love to know – what Mugs said to his dad to convince him to stand down.  It was a move that vaulted a woebegone franchise into the 20th century. Finks engineered the creation of Halas Hall in Lake Forest and ushered the Bears downtown offices from the sorrowful atmosphere at 173 W. Madison St. to dramatically upscale headquarters at 55 E. Jackson Boulevard.

                Did I mention that Finks used his first draft pick as Big Bear to dice Walter Payton out of Jackson State (No. 4 overall in 1975)?

                By this time, Mugs had found his niche. He became active in NFL affairs, winning league-wide respect for his ability to stabilize and upgrade one of the league’s most strategically important franchises. 

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Muggs Halas died in the overnight hours of December 16, 1979. The move thrust Virginia McCaskey into a role she never thought she would occupy: principal owner of one of the NFL’s most storied teams.

                Virginia is a wonderful woman but very much her father’s daughter. I’ve emceed three or four events Mrs. McCaskey attended and always enthusiastically introduced her as, “The NFL’s First Lady.”

The next time “The First Lady” says thanks for the buildup, I may keel over. I’ve only interviewed Virginia once and it was about as comfortable as an open-air midnight tea in Englewood.

                Following a memorial service for Hall of Fame quarterback Sid Luckman in 1998, I dared to ask Virginia with microphone in hand to comment on her father’s favorite football-playing “son.” Mrs. McCaskey said about eight words. Yes, the old man would have been proud. Rachel Maddow could get more out of Melania Trump.

                Now, let’s suppose Mugs had not passed away in 1979. He remains the club president and in turn I have no doubt he would have kept Jim Finks on the payroll for as long as Finks felt properly compensated, challenged and appreciated.

                There is also no way in hell Mike Ditka would have ever coached the Bears.

                Even in death, there were ominous clouds surrounding Mugs. His first wife Theresa, a lady that Halas, Sr. just couldn’t stand, began a money hunt. Terry and the McCaskeys were at war for years. In fact in 1987, she won the right to have her ex-husband’s body exhumed for an autopsy eight years after the man had died. If you can figure this one out you’re leaps and bounds ahead of me. During the autopsy it was revealed that virtually all of Mugs’ vital organs had been removed at death. His remains were on overload with saw dust.

                What was the family trying to hide? By the mid-1980s Terry had sued the McCaskeys, Northwestern Memorial Hospital, the NFL and Pete Rozelle. (She left George Seals, Greg Latta and Brad Palmer out of the legal crossfire.) Was Terry thinking “double indemnity” or a bigger piece of a pie that had grown from perhaps $10,000,000 in 1970 to $400,000,000 in 1986?

                George Halas was very much alive in 1979. Is there a Dealey Plaza/grassy knoll secret he was trying to hide? If the former Mrs. Halas won 50 cents it’s the best kept secret in the world. Much like Mugs, secrecy is the hallmark of the team that was guided by George Halas, misguided by Michael McCaskey, and now, follows the NFL herd rather than innovates under grandson  George McCaskey.

The Old Man? He always left us guessing – from behind the curtain. Yet, I loved the Papa Bear and Mugs.

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Melissa Leaves the Mix Morning Show

From Robert Feder's column this morning...

Melissa McGurren, the pride of Portage, Indiana, who rose from traffic reporter to full-fledged co-host of Eric Ferguson’s top-rated morning show, is out after more than two decades at WTMX 101.9-FM.

Officials of the Hubbard Radio hot adult-contemporary station ended speculation today about McGurren’s lengthy absence and announced a parting of the ways. She is expected to be paid through the end of the year, when her contract expires.

A statement released by the company alludes to a contract extension offer it says McGurren turned down, but it provided no other details. 


I'm not going to speculate on what happened here other than to say it's not a simple contract dispute. I think this will be a big loss for the show.

I previously interviewed Melissa for Shore Magazine. You can read that here. 

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