Top Tips for Sports Broadcasting on Radio

As mentioned below, so I've decided to reproduce the two articles here....

Earlier today (Saturday, December 9th), I paid a visit to Sussex. No BBC TV haven't moved from London W12. Just my latest outing for BBC Radio Kent earlier today. Not Gillingham FC but Margate FC who were playing at Horsham.

Sports presenting on radio, as many of you know, is one of my great passions. It's fun and particuarly great when your broadcasting about your own team! It may sound easy but let me assure you that to be reasonably good at it, you'll need these qualities and characteristics:

The ability to write scripts under pressure.

Prepare in good time - and get there in good time!

Research the match you're covering.

Understand what's at stake.

Listen to and carry out instructions from your producer/anchor/editor.

Ensure all technical equipment is in good working order.

Understand the laws of libel, and how they relate to journalists.

Be tactful

Don't engage in polemical arguments.

Have a great "radio voice"


........and that's just for starters


BTW, for those of you who are wondering what the score was, then pay a visit here.

and what's worse

is that I've come down with some flu virus. Felt awful today.

Must have caught something whilst being cooped up in that TGV from Paris to Bordeaux last Friday. Still, one must struggle on. And I have to say, that the Jewish penicillin taken at Bloom's in Golders Green a little earlier appears to be doing the trick.

99 kilometres

Just one short of Pierre's magic 100 km figure.

Pierre, as you may have gathered, was on duty at the Budget Car Rental office in Bordeaux. A dour and sullen character - the highlight of his miserable Saturday, would have been charging Paul and I, the additional 17 Euros (or whatever they use for money in France nowadays) should one be so silly to go over the 99 kilometres mark in a single day.

Pierre was aghast when he took the odometer reading from the black Renault Clio and his moment of expectation lapsed into deep depression. Poor chap - I did feel so sorry for him, for he was totally unaware of the shenanigans over the preceeding mintues. Having punched the air with delight in finding a filling station (so one wont incur a hefty charge for bringing one's car back a little empty of juice), I noticed with horror, that this "station automatique" didn't take UK credit/debit cards, nor cash! Panic ensued but a couple of left turns later, another station was found and this time it was "manned" so we were able to fill up.

For more details on the Bordeaux trip check out the other Blog

Bordeaux

Tomorrow, I 'm going to have break from the tiresome routine of training, working , training...............Herr Slagelian is coming round at 5.25am. We will then be whisked by taxi to Waterloo International where our international travels begin. For the intrepid two will be visiting Bordeaux par train.

Fifi Labeau awaits