DFO Radio: Stripped Down

Rikki-Tikki-Deadly (from the DFO World Cup Open Thread): Okay, if I stay put and watch the second half, it will be a dull, interminable slog that ends with Belgium winning 3-0 on a joyless penalty shootout. If I bail the second half will be the greatest half of soccer played in

Request Line: Stripped Down

INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER and DJ 3000 stand outside the recording studio, gazing into the booth.  PRODUCER: Wow. DJ 3000: I KNOW, RIGHT? PRODUCER: I mean, I'm not... DJ 3000: OH, ME NEITHER. PRODUCER: But if I was.... DJ 3000: OH, YEAH. CRISTIANO RONALDO: Você está pronto para o rock? PRODUCER: [punches talkback button] Oh, you know

DFO Radio: Eponymous and/or Naming Rights

Last week DFO Radio's regular groove got busted up by Courtney Brown, who nonetheless was coached up to deliver a session that actually worked.  In retrospect a decent host for a Request Line with the theme of "naming rights" would have been Antonio Cromartie, but there's no way to unring

Request Line: Eponymous and/or Naming Rights

INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY. We join the show already in progress... COURTNEY BROWN: Hey, so people can call in and request songs? PRODUCER: Yes. That countdown I gave you? That meant the show was starting.  Playing music is what we are supposed to be doing right now. BROWN: Can we make outgoing calls? PRODUCER: Yeah,

DFO Radio: Wanton Destruction

I've never lived through a major natural disaster before.  I saw my share of Nor'easters growing up in New England, but nothing that cost us more than a few days worth of school (I grew up in Wethersfield, which made the process of listening for school closures on the radio

Request Line: Wanton Destruction

INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER sits at his desk, practicing a trick where he spins a pen across his fingers.  He keeps messing up and sending the pens flying, but each time instead of retrieving the pen he just grabs another from a large coffee mug stuffed full of

DFO Radio: False Positive

I keep a spreadsheet with potential topics for Request Line, and I've had "false accusations" on there for quite a long time. I'd always been hesitant to run with it, though, because I thought the topic might be a little too narrow.  But given the quality and quantity of the

Request Line: False Positive

INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER sits at his regular station outside the recording booth, looking relatively relaxed.  DJ3000 is humming quietly in the corner.  The PRODUCER punches the talkback button to open up a line into the studio. PRODUCER: Looks like we're just about ready to roll.  You're all set? JULIAN

DFO Radio: I Beg Your Pardon

During last night's open thread I brought up the "science" in the movie Interstellar. I think I was being a bit misleading there, making an implication that the physics behind some of the movie's concepts were incorrect.  I wouldn't know - I didn't watch the entire thing.  I ended up turning

Request Line: I Beg Your Pardon

INT. DINGY BASEMENT - DAY MARC TRESTMAN'S WINDOWLESS VAN sits in an overstuffed lounge chair, napping gently. MARC TRESTMAN'S WINDOWLESS VAN: [sits up with a start] Oh shit! I forgot! Request Line is on! He takes out a radio set and fiddles with the dials, joining the radio show in progress. NFL GENERAL COUNSEL

DFO Radio: Stop Talking

I can't begin to express how irritated I am with Houston for choking away their chance to give us a finals matchup we haven't already seen three times in a row.  There's some debate about what "choking" means, to me it means that you fail to accomplish a task you

Request Line: Stop Talking

INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY A young man sits inside the studio.  The PRODUCER sits outside, looking vexed. PRODUCER: I honestly don't know what you're trying to accomplish here. ERIC REID: ... PRODUCER: I get it.  I really do.  You're making a commentary on how the NFL created a new policy that is deliberately