Tag: Bob Watch

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.

Usually one must at least read the headline of Bob Greene’s column to experience that pang of horrified revulsion–the dreaded Bob Shock, simultaneously fresh and oh so familiar. But last week all I had to do was pick up the Tempo section–still folded, the bottom part of Bob’s column visible and upside down–and glance at […]

Give Bob Greene credit. If his columns were merely tedious, merely idea-barren and repetitive, they wouldn’t merit much attention from thinking readers. But Bob’s particular genius is his ability, through sheer egocentrism, to occasionally haul his column out of its usual lethargy and inject it into a realm so stunningly bad as to take our […]

Michael Jordan. Baseball. Woody Hayes. Television. It’s been a quiet month for Bob. Those four oh-so-familiar themes inspired all his columns. And then last week he went on vacation; otherwise we’d have four more columns an–perhaps–another theme. Maybe the Beach Boys. He hasn’t mentioned them for a while. Bob is presumably still on “this island […]

We read him so you don’t have to.

Gee,” I said, exchanging suppressed smiles with a friend, “do you think Bob is going to write about this?” We both exploded in laughter, knowing that Bob could never let Justice James D. Heiple’s hissy fit before the Pekin police go unsavored. Not after Heiple firmly established himself as the Beast in Bob’s world, first […]

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.

We read so you do’t have to.

We read him so you don’t have to.