Previously, the Crossing Broad politburo ruled that Butch from Manayunk should be banned from all Eagles-related events. His “singing” should be relegated to the shower and never again shared in public.

We’re amending that previous take to include WIP caller “Marisa from Tokyo,” who is slowly climbing the annoying ranks. She is trying to put herself on the Mount Rushmore of worst Philadelphia sports radio callers, next to Butch, Ingy, and Mad Mike.

On Thursday’s morning show, Marisa once again graced us with her beautiful voice:


Listen, when Angelo has to deliver a disclaimer, explaining that he gets emails when Marisa sings, then it’s probably time to stop letting her sing. This took place at 6:36 in the morning, so imagine you are commuting to work and haven’t had your coffee yet, so you’re not fully awake, right? Then you hear this shit and NOW you’re definitely awake. You are frantically trying to change the radio dial and put on something else. Anything else.

If I had to go out on a limb here, I’d say Angelo’s show can survive without making room for Marisa’s remix of a song that Nancy Sinatra recorded back in 1966. The original wasn’t even good, anyway. It’s slow and depressing and makes you want to slip into a coma. At least the version that Cher recorded had a little more oomph to it.