Chicago's Very Own - Sinclair Sports

With Sinclair about to prospectively take over Chicago's Very Own WGN, we're wondering if the impact of its editorial declaration of war on "fake news" will have any impact on sports coverage. Let's take a peek ahead.

And now, back to the Crosstown Classic...

Sunday, May 13, at Wrigley Field...

Jason Bennetti: Welcome back to Wrigley, where the fake-news guys covering Chicago baseball are getting their lunch eaten by the Chicago White Sox this season, and in this series.

Steve Stone: Uh, Jason...

Jason: Steve, hold your water. Sox fans have been hearing it for years, since Cheatin' Theo got into town, using all those phony analytics and fixing all those games so the Cubs could break their curse.

Steve: Jason, just a second...

Jason: Steve, no, just a minute. We've waited years for this. Now we're finally seeing our building, not rebuilding as the fake media have cast it, finally pay off, and the fake-news boys over there in the press box and in the broadcast booth next door to us know how it feels.

Steve: J-A-S-O-N! We're not on Sinclair - uh, WGN today. We're on NBC Sports Chicago. They're on Unclear - uh, Sinclair today.

Jason: Oh...

...meanwhile, in the Cubs broadcast booth...

Len Kasper: Are you listening to those idiots on the "fake news" telecast talk about the "fake news" that we're supposedly doing?

Jim DeShaies: Uh, Len, we are.

Len: Oh yeah, that's right. But only until tomorrow, Jim, only until tomorrow.

Jim: Like a Jon Lester fastball, tomorrow can never come fast enough.

Len: Damn, so that pitch we said Rizzo struck out on was only an 88 mile-per-hour change-up and not a 95 mile-per-hour heater?

Jim: Yup.

Len: Are we even on-air now? Thought they were making a pitching change.

Jim: Yes, and yes.

Len: Damn.

...meanwhile, back in the White Sox booth...

Jason: So, you're saying, we're real news today. And they're fake news tomorrow?

Steve: Who cares? Our next game is against Pittsburgh.

Jason: Damn Pirates. They are such fake contenders.

Steve: J-A-S-O-N!!! Damn, where's Swirsky when I need him?