J.P. Heath should know better by now.
At least I would have guessed he would have. Before I get to the task at hand, which is making fun of J.P.
, I’ll provide a little breakdown. For those who don’t know, J.P.
is the Voice of the Rice Owls. From football seasons in the press box at Rice Stadium to basketball games at Tudor Fieldhouse to beautiful days at Reckling Park watching the former College World Series champion Owls, he is simply fabulous at what he does. In my humble opinion, Rice is lucky to have him.
I’ll be among those listening when he starts another athletic year calling games with Nate Griffin and Bob Schlanger when the Owls host Sam Houston Aug. 31. Prior to his days calling games in the Bayou City, J.
P. was a familiar voice around Lufkin. Working for the radio station, some of his duties included calling games for area teams, including Lufkin, Diboll and Angelina College, among others.
If you’ve heard any of his broadcasts, you haven’t been disappointed. The homework he puts in is top notch. By the time the broadcast starts, he has been on site for a minimum of a couple of hours.
That doesn’t include the endless hours he spends in the offseason to help put together a top-notch broadcast. In case it isn’t pretty clear, he is good at his job. Really good.
But I must admit, I’m at least slightly biased. From a personal standpoint, he’s also one of my best friends and has been for at least two decades. When he lived in town, we’d have multiple l.