The Time Terry Foster Backstabbed the Best Man at His Wedding

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By Jeff Moss
DetroitSportsRag@GMail.com
August 19, 2013

The other day, I wrote a long diatribe in rebuttal to a Terry Foster blogpost that was completely written about me, though the coward refused to mention Jiff Myst by name.

A small portion of my rant was in response to a Facebook post of Foster’s from last week, which compared my behavior to that of Mike Valenti.

For those of you who have Alzheimer’s or are too lazy to click the above links, here is that comment from Foster where he compares my dastardly deeds to those of his broadcast partner:

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After my article from Friday was published, I received a couple of emails from people in the radio industry on the absolute hypocrisy of Foster criticizing me for trying to get people fired.

Now, none of us should be unfamiliar with “Bonechip” contradicting himself.  Hell, it occurs every single time he opens his mouth or assaults his keyboard with his fat fingers.

The following is a hilarious example from just the past few days that illustrates Foster’s pathological doublespeak, this time involving The Cheesecake Factory’s Novi opening.  Here are a couple of quotes from Foster’s blog of August 14, 2013:

There is an obsession with being first in this country. We want to be the first to ride the new roller coaster. We want to be the first to get the new video game and people are willing to wait for two hours in the cold and midnight. We want to be first to see a new movie or download a new song. I was never one of those people. I am willing to wait my turn.

As far as the new place, I will be like a satellite and rotate around it, waiting for the lines to die down. Then I will pounce down like a lion and grab my first meal.

Foster doesn’t need to be first in line.  He is willing to wait his turn.  He is going to act like a satellite and wait for the LINES TO DIE DOWN.  Then the former Detroit News DIET WELLNESS columnist is going to pounce like the fat slob that he is and devour a high-calorie meal.

Now, keep in mind that Foster’s “I am going to wait until the lines die down” blog post was written on August 16th.  Here is a Foster Tweet from the very NEXT FUCKING DAY:

You have to give the imbecile credit.  I mean, he did wait an ENTIRE 24 hours before reneging on what he wrote in his blog.  I will give him the benefit of the doubt though, maybe Foster was misquoted on his OWN WEBSIGHT™.

This jackass not only waited in a line, but he did so on the first SATURDAY the joint was open and the line stretched beyond the mall’s doors.  Like, do words mean nothing to this man, or does he have some sort of bizarre dementia?  

Or maybe the “satellite” he was referring to was that woman right in front of  “Little B” and him in the picture.  Foster actually live-Tweeted the entire Cheesecake Factory experience.  Here are a few other winners from Saturday afternoon:

I am sure CBS Radio is thrilled with that misogynist Tweet.

Ummm, who are you? Do you actually think anybody gives a fuck who you are? Well, other than me? I am sure Foster would pass this off as a joke, but from everything his colleagues tell me about him, this douche bag actually thinks he is a CELEBRITY.  Dehd.

I mean …..

Anyway, back to the point of this article, which is Foster’s rampant hypocrisy… which I don’t think is even hypocrisy.  I just don’t think he is smart enough to not contradict himself every two minutes.

Now, before I get into all of this dirty laundry, I want to state on the record that NONE of this is coming from Art Regner directly.  I have not discussed the below issue with Regner at all.

And even though we have always had a cordial relationship through the years and I am a big supporter of Art, I didn’t contact him for comment on what I am about to post.  This was done so Art could maintain plausible deniability when the shit inevitably hits the fan.

First, a little backstory.  Years ago, Foster and Regner hosted a quality program together called “The Sports Doctors” on WDFN.  Not only were the co-hosts broadcast partners, but they were also very tight.

How close? Well, when Foster got married to his second wife, It’s Been Years Since I Have Seen My Abs, Art Regner was his BEST MAN.  That close.  Just keep that in the back of your mind when I tell the following story and juxtapose it to Foster’s complaint about me trying to get hard-working people “fired.”

Back in 2006, the afternoon drive show at WXYT-AM was hosted by Art and Doug Karsch, while Valenti & Foster aired during middays.  And Foster wasn’t happy about this at all.  He BADLY wanted the prime gig of PM drive.

How desperate was Foster to challenge “Stoney and Wojo?” Well, he went through back channels to campaign for Regner’s gig at WXYT.  He made his desire known to the program director and other higher-ups.

Oh, it gets worse.

Foster utilized his position with the Detroit News and wrote an article or blog for the paper about his aspirations for his BEST MAN’S GIG!!!!!!

Yet, I am the monster because I think Scott Anderson should be fired because I needle Jim Leyland’s kid on Twitter.   A kid who, by the way, is a PROFESSIONAL baseball player.  I mean, at least I never politicked for my BEST MAN’S JOB!!!!!! Haahahhahhahaha.

Of course, Foster’s backstabbery ended up working and Valenti & Foster were shifted to their current time slot.  Well, at least everything worked out for Regner (like it did Karsch), and he didn’t eventually lose his job at WXYT because of his “friend’s” duplicitous behavior …

Wait.  That’s not what occurred at all.  Here is actually what went down after Foster’s slimy behavior won the day, according to former Detroit News writer Joanne Guntner Gerstner:

A familiar voice on Detroit sports-talk radio was silenced Tuesday when “Big Show” host Art Regner was fired during the latest retooling at WXYT 1270.

The “Sports Inferno,” hosted by Detroit News sportswriter Terry Foster and Mike Valenti, moves from mid-mornings to the 2-6 p.m. drive-time slot.
The “Big Show” will air 10 a.m. to 2 p.m., pairing Scott “Gator” Anderson and Doug Karsch.

Regner, who also hosted the station’s Red Wings pre- and postgame shows, had been with WXYT since 2001.

“I was told it had nothing to do with my performance, it was all a simple matter of budget cuts,” Regner said. “I was a bit surprised; I can’t lie. Doug and I had gotten the best ratings the station’s ever had in that afternoon time slot.”

Regner, a Livonia native, hopes to continue his career in Detroit but hasn’t figured out his next move.

“December 19 is a tough time to start looking for a job, I’m basically jump-starting to see what’s available,” Regner said. “There’s always something out there. I’m not upset. I’m hopeful.”

I am just glad that Regner didn’t lose his gig partly because of Foster’s play for it during the Christmas season.  D’oh!!!!! This is what Foster did to the BEST MAN at his wedding.  Can you imagine how he treated the ushers?

I do have good news to report regarding the status of Terry and Art’s relationship after Foster publicly and privately went after Regner’s occupation.   Art forgave Terry, and they lived happily ever after.  Oh wait, that didn’t happen either.

According to my sources, even though seven years have passed, Regner still will not have anything to do with his former friend.  Maybe Art is still trying to remove the butcher’s knife from his spine.

At this point, you might be asking yourself who Foster’s best man was at his first wedding (to former Freep sportswriter Michelle Kaufman).  It was none other than Bob Wojnowski.

You might be familiar with Wojo’s work.  When the big guy was fired from WDFN in 2009, the dude he handed the ring to at his first wedding posted a “We Won” article that danced all over Wojo’s grave.

And Foster was still taking that victory lap as recently as a few days ago in his blog:

We were told we would never beat the popular afternoon show Stoney and Wojo on 1130 AM. We finally did that. And that was before we went FM.

Like, does Foster have zero friends outside of “the business?”  Best Man at his first wedding? Wojo.  Best Man at his second wedding? Regner.

Who is going to be the lucky guy at Wedding #3? Josh Holub?

My industry sources also tell me that Wojo avoids Foster like he is the Spanish Flu these days.

So there you have it.  If Terry Foster ever asks you to be the Best Man at his wedding, I’d advise that you run for zee hills.   Or start printing off copies of your resume and headshot.