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from Adam Vignan of The Tennesseaon,
The Predators are making some changes within their broadcast teams.
Pete Weber, who has served as television play-by-play announcer since the team's inception, will transition to the same role on the radio.
He will switch places with Willy Daunic, who joined the radio broadcast team on a full-time basis last season. Daunic will be joined on television broadcasts by color analyst and former Predators forward Stu Grimson.
more on the changes from the Nashville Predators
via the Nashville Predators,
Predators’ television broadcaster Pete Weber underwent a successful heart procedure this morning in a St. Paul, Minn. hospital. He is resting comfortably and will remain in the hospital recovering for the next couple days before returning to Nashville. He will miss tonight’s (at Minnesota) and Saturday’s (vs. Anaheim) Predators’ games.
Willy Daunic will work with Terry Crisp on the Fox Sports Tennessee telecasts tonight and Saturday while Milwaukee Admirals’ play-by-play broadcaster Aaron Sims will join Stu Grimson on the radio call tonight on 102.5 The Game.
The Predators and Predators’ fans wish Pete a speedy recovery and look forward to his return to play-by-play duties when fully recovered.
from Curt Smith of the Messenger Post,
Shakespeare penned, “To thine own self be true.” Weber is.
First, Pete loves his subject: a sheen of ice, red and blue line locus, and troops shredding the goal like Patton at Bastogne. Hockey weds speed, elan and grace: back and forth, fore and aft pinball meets ballet. Mary Martin sang, “Lovely to look at.” Hockey can be even lovelier to watch, or hear, as many announcers demonstrate.
Toronto’s Foster Hewitt proclaimed, “Hello Canada and hockey fans in the United States and Newfoundland.” Dick Irvin became the hub of Hockey Night in Canada. Montreal’s Danny Gallivan rewrote Oxford Dictionary — exclaiming “Savardian Spinorama” of pivoting Serge Savard. A shot was “cannonading,” whereupon a professor wrote that no such word existed. Danny jibed, “It does now.”
NBC’s Mike Emrick combines verve, a brio voice and almost preternatural prose, less waif of a moon that bright noon sun. It helps that he airs sport’s best postseason. Weber’s Predators were recently eliminated, less perfect team than Little Engine That Almost Could. Recalling Costas, why is Pete, too, a “perfect guy, for his perfect job”?