Poor Mike, you came so close to recapturing the glory of your golden youth. Think about it, Kelly is searching for someone to be her co-host on "Live!" That could have been you! Hell, if things had gone according to your plan, that would have been you! Your letter to the principal, the letter you didn't have the guts to actually send to her, brought you the attention and fame that you sought. But, before you could parlay that attention into something bigger, before you could reassert yourself into the celebrity scene, G&V started this thread. And, before you could say, "Rosse Posse," Derek and the Dominoes uncovered the overwhelming evidence of your cheating. If not for G&V, it is quite possible that right now your peeps would be talking to Kelly's peeps about percentages and royalties and endorsements and, well, you get the idea. You were so close!!! But, now? Now, it will never happen for you. You are, and will always remain, a Philly DJ with a part-time radio gig, a has-been who never really was, a hollow soul with hair plugs, a wanna-be celebrity who can't open up his social media sites, and a self-proclaimed honest man who doesn't dare challenge the people world-wide who have publicly labeled him a cheater and liar. Kind of ironic, isn't it Mike, that the best time of your life was when you were on "Dancin On Air." In a sense, that is all you have ever been doing. Nothing of substance. Nothing to be proud of. Nothing. Poor Mike.
