Greg Hoard

Greg Hoard is a former newspaper journalist and television sports broadcaster and the author of the Joe Nuxhall biography, JOE: Rounding Third And Heading For Home (ISBN 1-882203-37-2).

He joined the sports department at The Cincinnati Post in 1979 as a feature reporter and columnist, and The Cincinnati Enquirer in 1984 as the Reds beat writer. Hoard moved into television and worked for WLWT-TV in Cincinnati, Ohio, from 1990–1993, before joining WXIX-TV as sports director until 2005. He ultimately quit television work, saying he never felt comfortable in the medium.

He is currently said to be working on a book about Cincinnati Reds legends.

External links

  • Orange Frazer Press - About Our Authors
  • Bird, Rick (2004-12-01). "WXIX sports anchor quits to write". The Cincinnati Post (E. W. Scripps Company). Archived from the original on 2005-02-13.  While working on a second book, he has served as editor of Cincinnati Gentlemen magazine since early 2006.
  • Podcasts:

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    Crack My Heart

    by: Josephine Collective

    Will you be my darling?
    I have become the cold floor lately
    Without much, I'll lay and wait
    And I'm a white car in the wake
    Of your endless mourning
    So tell me who's afraid of change
    Yeah, they will tell you we're the same
    But you know I treat you different
    You're my pretty, pretty princess
    Girl, you know it
    Now that I'm gone
    Scream your loudest
    If he's in your basement
    If he's touching your skin
    I'll kill him
    Held my brush to his head
    Said I'd paint this whole town red
    Crack my heart and spill it
    Were you crying baby?
    Were you surprised to find me waiting?
    Cause I had half the nerve to leave
    And then I lost the will to breathe
    Now I'm choking on this
    I'm choking, look at me
    Now that I'm gone
    Scream your loudest
    If he's in your basement
    If he's touching your skin
    I'll kill him
    Held my brush to his head
    Said I'd paint this whole town red
    Crack my heart and spill it
    And spilled it
    And spilled it
    And spilled it
    Oh, can we
    Take a second, please
    To breathe
    Oh, can we
    Take a second, please
    To breathe
    Scream your loudest
    If he's in your basement
    If he's touching your skin
    I'll kill him
    Held my brush to his head
    Said I'd paint this whole town red
    Crack my heart and spill it
    Scream your loudest
    If he's in your basement
    If he's touching your skin




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