Bob Padecky: Career in sports reaches finish line

  • Bob Padecky

Parting is such sweet sorrow, so said Juliet to Romeo.

Not for me.

Ain't no sorrow here, folks.

How could there be? When I look into the mirror all I do is see myself smiling when I think of the people I have gotten to know. Sarah Sumpter, John Goelz, J.T. Snow, Reed Carter, Brian Sabean, Arthur Webb, Art Howe, Lenny Wagner, Dusty Baker, Julia Stamps, Jill McCormick, Jerry Robinson, Jay Higgins, Chris Mullin, Jason Franci and, hey, I'm just getting warmed up.

For the first time since the spring of 1964, when I was a high school senior, I will not be working for a daily newspaper. I am retiring from The Press Democrat after 26 years and from the business after 50.

Terrific, people say. Now you get to do what you want to do. There's only one problem — I'm already doing it.

"I am offering you a job as a crime reporter at the Miami Herald," George Beebe told me when I was 21. George was the managing editor of the Herald and on a recruiting trip to the University of Florida. It was 1968. I was a senior.

I refused.

"What?" said George, looking more confused than insulted. "Why do you want to stay in sports? Nothing happens there. It's games. It's kids PLAYING."

I remember George emphasized "playing."

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