"But throw a hot guy into the mix and then, yeah, he can be onstage in a heartbeat." "He's on a big stage often enough and doesn't need karaoke claps to make him happy," says Marc Davis, who dated Kennedy for two years after they met in 1999, before the two settled into a close 15-year friendship. Sometimes he'll hide behind a pillar or stroll down a corridor away from the main singing area. Those who accompany Kennedy around Phoenix, or on the road when he's officiating in the NBA's other 27 metro areas, say his karaoke camouflage routine isn't unusual. "I viewed the morning with such alarm / The British Museum had lost its charm.
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His back is to the room, with its brass, wood paneling, NASCAR Sprint Cup Series banners, a whiteboard highlighting tonight's fish fry special and a video monitor for the lyrics - something else he doesn't need. But Kennedy still hasn't lifted his eyes.
Several of the other 25 or so people left in the joint are straining to find the voice's owner. The man has pitch control, steady intonation, the kind of playful interpretation of an old standard popularized by Michael Buble that only a karaoke superstar can deliver. Fleming: Bill Belichick is the greatest enigma in sportsįrom the opening stanza, it's clear: This is not your typical late-night, booze-soaked aria.
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