Up until a couple of minutes ago, I had never heard of Holly Rowe.
As it turns out, she’s an ESPN reporter. Which means, specifically, her job is to interview coaches before, midway and after sporting events. Which means, specifically, she is paid, oh, $150,000-$200,000 (maybe I’m off—this is a guess) to ask, “Coach, what was the difference in the first and second halves?” and “What did you say to your team at halftime?” In other words, it’s a dreadful gig; one that takes all the smarts and insight of a case of plastic tubing.
Alas, I digress. The reason I now know the name Holly Rowe is because of this clip, which took place after the recent Sugar Bowl and was linked off of a bunch of sports sites:
Obviously, there’s no excuse for Holly Rowe forearm shivering a print reporter. Or, for that matter, forearm shivering anyone. It is not, however, surprising. Talk to any writer worth his or her salt, and you’ll get an angry story or two about some jackass TV reporter barging his/her way into an interview. There’s never really been an officially written code of interview ethics, so TV folks—with some exceptions—just do whatever they have to do to ask their (always) dumb and non-insightful questions. Hell, I can’t count the number of times I’ve been talking to an athlete about, oh, his childhood or his divorce or his motivation when Jim or Chuck or Sue from Channel Whatever shoves a mic in the subject’s face and takes over with, “So, Myles, talk about that home run …”
I’d like to say Myles apologizes afterward, or at least acknowledges the oddity of it all. He almost never, does however. Why? Because TV rules the world.
And TV doesn’t give a shit about print.