I first knew Tim as a friend of my parents. He played football at UMaine with my father. Also, he was the parent that would play "DockBall" with us kids at David Gonyar’s camp in the summer. "Dockball" is an ingenious game we invented that involves diving for tennis balls in the lake.
Even back then I thought "This guys got something. Potential."
Fast forward a few years when I worked at a competing TV station. Tim opened the door for get me a job and to become his co-worker.
I guess simply put ... Throck’s a really good guy. He sees the world through a colored lens that many don’t. And that’s a good thing.
There are two kinds of people to have a conversation with in this world: Those who wait for you to stop talking so they can go, and those who listen and reply.
Tim’s a listener. Truly. Now sometimes his replies are infuriating, but we all need that. If everyone just nodded and agreed with you... well, I think we’ve all heard about the Emperor and his new clothes.
His work approach has been much less about the final score of the game or who won the race, but the stories of the people who took part. Anyone can go get highlights of a bunch of games. Not everyone can do a sports story that hits home for a non-sports fan. Tim can.
I know we’ll all miss having him on TV each night. But he’s not dying !!! He’ll still be around.
It’s been a pleasure.
For all of you wondering what could I do to show him how much I care?
Answer - Geaghans Red.
What else do you give a guy who sees the world glass half full???
In closing.... sing with me as we quote lyrics with meaning that now fit as we send Tim to his Golden Years.
Thank you for being a friend.
Travel down the road and back again.
Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant.
And if you threw a party, invited everyone you knew.
You would see the biggest gift would be from me
and the card attached would say,
thank you for being a friend.
If you have the chance to sing this to him in person, please do it. He'll love it.