Category Archives: Bob Petrich
From Joe Namath, as printed in Going Long, by Jeff Miller – Howard [Cosell] and Dick Schaap and I were sitting in my living room. Ray (roommate, Ray Abruzzese) was in the bedroom sleeping. Ray came walking out in a T-shirt and these nylon shorts, wiping his eyes. He looked up and saw Howard: “Oh Howard!” In his Philadelphia accent. “I thought you were on television! I was just coming out to turn you off!” Schaap and I died. Howard sat there, just staring, his mouth agape. After about 10 seconds, Howard started in on every Italian in the world.