Scott Van Pelt
Scott Van Pelt is an American sportscaster and sports talk show host. He co-anchored the 11 p.m. edition of SportsCenter on ESPN, served as the co-host of SVP & Russillo alongside Ryen Russillo on ESPN Radio, and hosts various golf events for the network. In June 2015, Van Pelt left his radio show to become a solo anchor for a midnight edition of SportsCenter.
Early life
Scott Van Pelt was born in Brookeville, Maryland, and grew up in the Washington, D.C., area. He attended Flower Valley Elementary School in Aspen Hill, Maryland. He graduated from Sherwood High School in Sandy Spring, Maryland, and enrolled at the University of Maryland where he studied radio/television and film. He is a member of the Pi Kappa Alpha fraternity.
Career
Scott Van Pelt began his career in sportscasting at WTTG-TV, a FOX affiliate in Washington, D.C. in 1990 and then moved on to the Golf Channel, where he worked from 1994 to 2000 as a studio host for some of the network's signature programs. He left the channel in 2001 to join ESPN, where he serves as a presenter for SportsCenter and is one of the network's top golf correspondents, covering major tournaments such as the Masters Tournament. He also is a prominent personality for ESPN Radio, where he was the co-host of Tirico and Van Pelt alongside Mike Tirico before the program was canceled and replaced with Van Pelt's own three-hour program, The Scott Van Pelt Show, in 2009. The show was renamed SVP & Russillo in October 2012. He is a studio presenter for Friday night College Football on ESPN college football games for the ESPN Network.
Van Pelt, Scott Filmography
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2011, role: actor , character name: The Male Actor
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1998, role: actor , character name: Harry
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1995, role: actor , character name: Host
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1995, role: actor , character name: Host
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1995, role: actor , character name: Host
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1995, role: actor , character name: Reporter
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1995, role: actor , character name: Host
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1979, role: actor , character name: Himself
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1979, role: writer
We Are The Heathens
Good-bye child, you were born in america
though you'll never see its shores again
your formula was traded for a case knocked down at noon
but i'll remember you
as i kick aside the lychee pits
as they drag their feet and never cease to stare
as i carefully place my steps, avoiding kittens and phlegm
on my way up to the landsey
We are the psychos, the quitters, the all-time loser
we are the low-class, the unclean, the unkempt
we are the cretins, uncivilized millions, second-rate human beings
we are the heathens!
we are the heathens!
Those the origins change, they all pass through Hester Street...
we all have.
i would not have put my money on this horse, but it won anyway,
and sent its competitors into shock
yield to the Mongol hordes, flee from the Celtic lore
set sail for the foamy shores
because the Heathens have won again
the Heathens have won again
The Heathens Have Won Again!
We are the psychos, the quitters, the all-time losers
we are the low-class, the unclean, the unkempt
we are the cretins, uncivilized millions
second-rate human beings
we are the heathens
we are the heathens!
Grab your spears and head for the hills!