Loudmouth: Tales (and Fantasies) of Sports, Sex, and Salvation from Behind the Microphone
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From one of radio's loudest, orneriest, most beloved, and highest-rated sports radio personalities, a bold and hilarious memoir of sports, manhood, and what it is to be a fan.
In 1991, fresh from college, Craig Carton drove a crappy 1980 Buick to Buffalo, New York, to interview for a job at WGR radio. The station manager who hired him was the first to recognize his considerable on-air talent, and helped start what has become a legendary radio career. Often compared to Howard Stern, Carton has hosted a series of highly rated shows, and in 2007 he joined WFAN, where he and Boomer Esiason host an eponymous show every morning for four hours out of a studio in New York City.
In this debut book, Carton invites the reader to join him as he recounts tales from his suburban youth, defends his long-held love affair with the New York Jets, reminisces about the shenanigans of some of the highest paid and most celebrated athletes playing today, and reflects on his work as one of radio’s craftiest, most hilarious personalities ever to get behind the microphone.
the girls, more time passing, and more worrying by me. After ten minutes that felt like an hour, he came back to the car and asked me what we were doing. I explained that my brother was graduating the next day, and we were coming back from a family dinner. He of course asked if I had been drinking, and I said I’d had two beers with my meal. He explained in detail how he had been following me for miles and saw me hit the two curbs, and then he told me to get out of the car. He didn’t give me a
drive. I’m not sure if it was me or Steven, but at some point one of us asked where we were going. Mike smiled, said, “I know just the spot,” and cranked up the Zeppelin tape. About fifteen minutes into the ride, it was clear that we were going toward Manhattan, so I lowered the radio and asked again if we were going to a club or to some chick’s house he knew. He looked over at me and said, “We’re going to find a hooker.” This concept, which just twenty minutes earlier seemed like the greatest
making sure we didn’t smell like puke. John parked his car two blocks away, just in case the girls decided to check it out. We brought a radio outside so we could listen to the rest of the game while we drank and waited for the girls. The Mets went back in front in the bottom of the eighth when Ray Knight doubled in two runs. Ojeda got the leadoff man in the ninth, but then gave up three straight singles. Roger McDowell came in and blew the save by giving up a hit to Andre Dawson. Ray Knight
time. He knew that, like him, other handicappers had no Internet presence, either. We would bring in the top twelve most respected handicappers in the world and offer their picks on our site as well. The handicappers would give us 50 percent of their take, and we would provide them their entire Web presence for free. I was going to run the company day-to-day, take a $3,000-a-month salary, and own 50 percent of the company with Marc. I would be responsible for building the site myself. I had no
kids. Kim met me, fell in love with me, and has had my back in good times and bad more than any other person on the planet. Loyal to a fault, I can say with great certainty that Kim was and is the single most important person and relationship I have ever had and without her I never would have made it as far as I did. She truly completes me and deserves everything the world has to offer and then a lot more. Mickey J. Carton: My firstborn and the most amazingly cool and independent young woman I