I DO NOT REMEMBER how our friendship developed, but I am certain it had something to do with Bob Fulton wanting to set me straight on some matter to do with South Carolina athletics. Or maybe I was setting him straight about some other event regarding USC sports.
We had the strangest of relationships. We argued like politicians and sometimes fought like old hens. Then we would turn around, sit in his Lake Murray home and discuss sports or politics like we were old fraternity brothers.
I have attempted over the past couple of years to analyze our relationship, and I certainly do not pretend to be any kind of shrink or expert in psychology. But my best guess is that we hit it off because both of us had a deep-seated desire to ferret out the truth on any matter.
Bobs broadcasting style, as he told me 30,000 or so times, was based primarily on objectivity. He came along in an era long before the boo-yahs! of ESPNs SportsCenter and the unpardonable phrase we used by radio play-by-play announcers of today.
Did Bob want the USC teams to win the games he broadcast? You bet he did. Did he change the inflection in his voice to convey the excitement surrounding a USC victory? Of course he did.