I attended some sort of birthday-swim pool party of some sort in the really (really) fancy part of town when I was like 8 or 9 or some such. I actually don't even know why I was there. Private diving club I think? Anyway, I have only vague memories of it but I remember my mom stressing to me during the car ride there how Jack Buck's son was there. The Buck family is not quite the Anheuser, Weber, Drewes, or Imo family in St. Louis, but it is up there in terms of STL royalty. This is mostly because of Jack but also because Jack helped make the Cardinals into a national brand and because Joe is now a national figure.I hate Joe Buck with the fury of a thousand burning suns. I did however like Pam Oliver, sad she's getting the boot.
Joe went national. The truth is that Joe is great at local shit, but he is NOT great when he does the national shit.
I swam in the same luke-warm chlorine solution, once, as Joe Buck when I was like really young. I am almost certain of this. This qualifies me as a forerunning expert on the subject and I therefore move to advance the notion that you all hate Joe because he is from the middle (no coast!) and his bias is not appreciated the way, say, Mike Greenberg's (Chicago and New York) is.
He also cured cancer...
while blindfolded.