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The Wound and the Bow

AN UNFATHOMABLE NARCISSIST, A SHAMELESS SELF-ADMIRER, AND A STRIDENT CARICATURE OF HIMSELF, HOWARD COSELL WAS REVILED BY SPORTS FANS AND NONFANS ALIKE; TO ONE SUBURBAN HIGH-SCHOOL ATHLETE, HOWEVER, COSELL WAS A HERO.
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Rocky, New Journalism, Bobby Fischer, Halloween, Bill Cosby, Poison Hatred vs. The Regular Kind, Kathie Lee Gifford, Stuttering, Violence, Loyalty, Jackie Robinson, Vietnam, Race Riots, Walter Cronkite, Rage and Frustration, Johnny Carson, Revolution, Walking Like a Jock, Sandy Koufax, Gene Upshaw, John Lennon, Bo Derek, Spirow Agnew

The Wound and the Bow

David Shields
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I know that Howard Cosell was childishly self-absorbed and petulant (“It’s hard to describe the rage and frustration you feel, both personally and professionally, when you are vilified in a manner that would make Richard Nixon look like a beloved humanitarian. You can’t imagine what it does to a person until you’ve experienced it yourself, especially when you know that the criticism is essentially unfair”); that he would obsess upon, say, the Des Moines Register’s critique of his performance; that too soon after he achieved prominence the beautiful balance between righteous anger and comic self-importance got lost and he was left only with anger and self-importance; that he once said that he, along with Walter Cronkite and Johnny Carson, was one of the three great men in the history of American television; that he mercilessly teased his fellow Monday Night Football announcers Frank Gifford and Don Meredith but pouted whenever they teased him; that he was certain he should have been a network anchor and/or a U.S. senator; that the very thing he thought needed deflating—the “importance of sports”—he was crucially responsible for inflating; that after hitching a ride on boxing and football for decades he then turned around and dismissed them when he no longer needed them (“The NFL has become a stagnant bore”; “I’m disgusted with the brutality of boxing”); that, in an attempt to assert his (nonexistent) expertise, he would frequently excoriate any rookie who had the temerity to commit an egregious error on Monday Night Football (dig the Cosellian diction); that he was a shameless name-dropper of people he barely knew; that he once said about a black football player, “That little monkey gets loose,” then, regarding the brouhaha that ensued, said, “They’re conducting a literary pogrom against me”; that the New York Times sports columnist Red Smith once said, “I have tried hard to like Howard Cosell, and I have failed”; that the legendary sportswriter Jimmy Cannon said about him, “This is a guy who changed his name [from Cohen to Cosell], put on a toupee, and tried to convince the world he tells it like it is”; that David Halberstam said that Cosell bullied anyone who disagreed with him; that he frequently boasted about Monday Night Football, “We’re bigger than the game”; that he once told a Senate subcommittee, “I’m a unique personality who has had more impact upon sports broadcasting in America than any person who has yet lived”; that he once wrote, “Who the hell made Monday Night Football unlike any other sports program on the air? If you want the plain truth, I did”; that at the height of...

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