Sometimes it was hard to tell who was a better meteorologist, Spunky or Scott Steele. It was also hard to tell who had more personality between Spunky and Paul Joseph. Milwaukee news suffered a great loss when Spunky died, and those of us who knew him will always ask ourselves: What Would Spunky be Sporting?
Spunky got his start in news after he spent two years studying Mass Media at UW-Milwaukee. One of UWM's top news reporters, he took his first job in Green Bay, where he first met Scott Steele. "I was an intern at the station," says Scott. "But Spunky treated me like his best friend, and he even let me fulfiill my dream of getting on the air." People in Green Bay saw an instant connection between their plucky intern and their star weather dog, and they knew the duo would soon be headed for greener back yards.
Spunky and Scott hit Milwaukee by storm during the late nineties. While Russian weather girls dallied with taking their clothes off while giving the 7-day outlook, Spunky and Scott went with the wholesome, family approach. Spunky would dress Scott in crazy outfits reflective of the weather outside, and Spunky himself often took part in the same playfullness.
Most people don't realize that behind all the glitz and glamour, Spunky was fighting an addiction to Previcox. While his accuracy in predicting the weather never suffered, he'd often show up to work groggy, and once even pissed on a producer's leg. Scott knew the pair had to go back to Green Bay to get their bearings, vowing to return one day to former glory. It's good to see Scott Steele, having ridden Spunky's sweater-vest tails his whole career, eventually prove he can be a semi-inept weather man in his own right.