Greg Stanton

Timmy, i’ve paid more than $100 million in taxes. I’ve created thousands of jobs, which enabled thousands of people to feed their families. I’ve contributed millions to wounded warriors, pediatric aids and support 1400 African children. And what have you accomplished in life?

@tomsan106 Tom came to visit my club in America and he was absolutely as advertised - the best in the business

I went to Korea to visit 2 Clubs for 2 days, 30yrs ago. I’m not sure what you are referring to, “projects didn’t work well?”There was never any project. 🙄🙄🙄😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Yeah hi, beekeeper here! If you see this, fucking run. Record less and run more.

The Sun has officially set in Barrow, Alaska, and it won't rise again until January 22, 2026.

We’re baaaaack. 👀 The PGA Championship is headed back to Oak Hill in 2035.

ABOUT YOUR FRIEND, BROTHER WEASE It's hard to write about Wease without writing about yourself. Because it was always a partnership. It was always you and Wease. Oh, sure, there was a parade of second mics and sometimes a female sidekick, and Billy or Paulie or Brooksie or Jamie, or the heavyset lady or the old man who lived in the street, sometimes Torpey after he got out of prison, but really it was just you and Wease. And if you were listening to him back in the day, if you remember the classic era, you're damn near as old as he is, and when they walked him out the door you felt like you were right beside him, in the parade of the forgotten or dead, turning out the lights at the end of an era. In Rochester, we eat white hots and we listen to Wease. At least that's what we say. Because mostly we don't eat white hots and we don't listen to Wease. At least not like we used to. Not like we did when we were in the backseat of the car on the way to school and Dad was laughing his ass off at something Wease had said and Mom was indignantly reaching to change the station. Back then they put strippers on the radio and they paid out the Kodak bonus and if you saw someone smiling in their car you knew who they were listening to. Back then if somebody big came to town you knew about it because Wease brought them to your breakfast table and your commute and the little earpiece you wore in the shop. We had a Can of Worms back then and party houses and bowling tournaments and every June we fell in love again with Nancy Lopez. And day after day, morning after morning, year after year, Wease and his scratchy-ass voice were there in the background, the constant, the pole star, the reminder ultimately of who we were and what our town was about. We ain't pretty, but we're tough as hell, and we have a good time. And whoever you are, you're good with us. Because Wease was a hippie. A real hippie. Heavy on the peace, love and freedom. Especially the love. This guy was First Corinthians Chapter 13 written for the hung over and strung out, the ones who smelled of burnt patchouli and stale Genny. He was a guy who coined his own words and taught them to a million people across the region. We all know what a peach is, and a mother hucker, and that it's nice to be important, but more important to be nice. There are grandparents, hundreds of wonderful old couples, who pledged their love and said their vows at a Numerous Nuptials reined over by Wease and officiated at by his friend the judge. And there never was a bigger party or a happier drunk than Chrismahanukwanzakah, when Wease and those who thought they could keep up with him celebrated everything that needed celebrating in 24 hours of popped corks and belly laughs. I don't know how many times he almost died, but I can't think of a single day that he didn't live. And I can't think of a single day that he didn't invite others along for the ride. He lifted spirits, he brightened skies, he made the endless string of ass-busting days bearable for folks in suits and overalls, the bank presidents and the shift workers, the men and women who knew hardship and responsibility and who also knew that they had a friend and an escape on the radio. Your wife could leave you, your boss could fire you, your health could fail you, and there would be your brother, wheeling some cockamamie story on the radio, getting you through another day. America sent him to war, and God sent him to Rochester. And he did his duty in both places. The second and third tours of Vietnam were to keep some other skinny kid from dying in a rice paddy fertilized with shit. The 40 years on the radio were to be the voice of a town and an era, the unwashed royalty of a rustbelt capital of a people too rugged to quit. And now it's done. They gave him a piece of paper to read and he told them to shove it up their ass, and he walked out the door, but he did it his way. And the last day means nothing to the lifetime that went before. Like I said, it's hard to write about Wease without writing about yourself, because these years haven't been about him, they have been about what he's done for us. As for me, our radio companies sicked us on each other 30 years ago. We fought tooth and nail, and then we were on the same team, and repeatedly over the years we have been on the same air. Never have I enjoyed broadcasting more than when I've looked across the studio at Wease. Never have I been in his presence that I didn't know who he was and what he meant, and the historical significance he had. His departure from radio breaks my heart, and I will forever treasure the fact that I was in the studio when last he signed off. He is my brother, in the same way I suspect he is your brother. And in parting I will share this little secret: Wease never did radio. He only did life. And every morning he did it in front of an open microphone. There is no difference between Wease on the air and Wease off the air. He is a rare, fascinating, loving, curious, wonderful man, who it has been my privilege to know. And who it has been our privilege to listen to. For the best part of our lives of our lives.

I swear imma make It and when I do, they're gunna show this tweet lol

@34ROCKYP Rock - you can bet it from your phone now buddy…it’s 2025 😂 - Sock

Good thing I didn't! Fantastic race.

NEW 📰: Real Salt Lake had a dominant run to its U16 GA Cup title with Jordan Allen, a former academy grad, at the helm I sat down with Allen to talk about the cup run, his coaching roots, and what makes @RSLAcademy so special ⤵️ 🔗: socceramerica.com/jordan-allen-o…

Thank you GOD

SAVE THE DATE: August 9, 2025 SOTB: Rochester, NY Registration link in bio… @ScottVallow #SoccerOnTheBeach

@WorldofIsaac Rest in Peace, Andy

Good morning . Andy passed away peacefully this morning beside his loving family. We thank you all for your support and love over the years. This was a genuine space of laughter and kindness. Please carry this spirit on in honor of Andy. As always, Faturday forever and FTB .

@34ROCKYP It could be a work…Stone Cold “Broken Glass” when he comes out of the blue tent 😂

The dude who hit Goff is going to jail if that was Pat. #JustSaying #WASvsDET #NFLPlayoffs #NFL

Last supper of 2024 #NewYear2025

@MattLeinartQB Barry Lamar Bonds.

Best baseball player of all time ?

🚨 Attention Coaches: this is basically like having an extra assistant coach on your staff! This will free up 2-3 hours per game in your weekly video workflow and for coaches that have 2x games per week, give you 4-6 hours of your life back…every week!! @spiideo #AutoData

@JeffKassouf Congratulations Jeff…this is awesome!

* Personal news tweet* Today is my first day as ESPN’s lead #NWSL and #USWNT writer, a newly created position ahead of the NWSL’s 11th regular season — the first of a four-year broadcast rights agreement between the NWSL and ESPN. Excited to get started! linkedin.com/feed/update/ur…

@34ROCKYP “Cue lil’ John” might have saved this whole night 😂

It was underwhelming until H.E.R came out. Thought we were going to get a tribute to Prince. The last half was smoking. #SuperBowl #Halftime

@BobDuffyROC Worker’s comp covers the remaining portion of his salary to make him “whole”?

Great decision by the @BuffaloBills - but if you are injured while playing football/are unable to play because of a football related injury - why would you be paid less? @RochesterChambr @NFLPlayers

NPR can confirm the death of longtime soccer sportswriter Grant Wahl (@GrantWahl). He died today in Doha, Qatar while covering the Argentina-Netherlands World Cup quarterfinal. Story to come.