B. Knight in the studio

First off, I'm a Knight Guy, god help me. The good so far outweighs the bad, there is no adequate scale. But this isnt about that.

Every time another ex-coach or -player gets a media gig, it's one fewer job for a guy who spends at least 4 years in school learning the trade. And by and large, most of the ex's on TV suck sewer water.

Most are unwilling to criticize. Some are barely understandable. Some are unwilling to put in the time to do it well. They believe their status as athletes confers some special exemption from learning a new trade.

(The fabulous C. Collinsworth is entirely exempt from this rant.)

Some spent their careers either trashing the media or refusing to deal with the media. Which brings me to BK. Someone who so often belittled the Fourth Estate now will make his living in its heathen, unwashed midst. A bit hypocritical, no? Lump Knight with Sterling Sharpe, Bill Walton and, to a lesser extent, Marshall Faulk, as a guy who disdained the people he now so willingly joins.

Too often, the personality that attracted a network to an ex- in the first place disappears when the red light comes on.

That said, I'll watch Knight. I'll TiVo his first effort, as I'll be on the radio at 6. But only out of curiosity. If he's a Dick Vitale gusher, I'm done. If he's arrogant and condescending, I'm done. Knight's a brilliant guy. Let's see if he can be one of the few ex's to make TV sports better for having hired him.