In her early ESPN days, Erin Andrews used to own the internet. Fresh images of her latest sideline ensembles were greeted with Christmas morning zeal. In fact, this very blog labeled her “Pageviews” thanks to her remarkable ability to dictate web traffic:
But somewhere amidst her revealing hotel peephole incident, and her stop over on Oprah’s couch, a funny thing happened to Erin Andrews. She got pretty damned tired of being, well, Erin Andrews.
Please read the full blog entry on “Busted Coverage” here.
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