Is it really time to say goodbye?

There are so many stories about Chris Korman. His childhood friends called him C.B. Most in Bloomington call him Chris. Like our dear ginger friend, I have often referred to him as simply Korman. There are stories about his hard work and stories about his off-the-clock extracurricular activities. Whatever name he is going by at the moment, he has the rare ability to touch those around him and make an impact in their lives, no matter how brief the encounter.

But the memory that will last for me happened on March 9 of this year. My son, Logan, was born on that day. It was a planned c-section and he was born shortly after 3 p.m. When he left the operating room, I followed. And I sat and held his fingers, wondering how it was possible that I had played a role in creating such a beautiful little boy, while the nurses did their thing. I looked up and, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Chris and Dustin walking down the hall. They were headed the wrong way, towards the laboring mothers. Luckily, they were intercepted before Dustin re-enacted perhaps my favorite scene from Knocked Up.

The guys eventually found my wife’s room and when we walked in the door, they were there. Chris was the first person to hold Logan besides me and my wife. Dustin was the second. There were a million things to be done that day for the sports editor of the Bloomington Herald-Times. Dustin, having just completed his first football/basketball season, probably should have been holding up a bar somewhere on Kirkwood. But there they were, holding my child. It meant so much. It means so much.

Korman was a hell of a boss. The kind of editor you dream about — always full of ideas and energy, always willing to go to bat for his guys and always ready to buy the first round. But he was a better friend.

I am sad to see him go. Incredibly sad. If Logan, now five months old, understood what is happening, I suspect he would cry over the loss of his Uncle Chris. But the Baltimore Sun is an incredible opportunity, one that he could not pass up. I told him as much as he wrestled over the decision.

The Scoop will never be the same. We’ll keep doing our thing, trying to blend serious news and giving a sense of context and perspective in a crazy Hoosier world. The H-T will hire another sports editor, and I fully expect that person will do their best for you, our readers. In the meantime, Dustin and I will soldier on. Perhaps we will take another photo, tipping a Yuengling to our dear, departed friend.


  1. Chris may think now that Baltimore is an incredible opportunity, but I’ve left Bloomington three times now (first, after earning a BA in 1961; second after earning an MBA in 1975; and lastly, after a 1987-1995 residence), and have regretted it each time. Now, I’m too old to come back, and the housing market is too weak even consider it.

    I know Bob Hummel had many opportunities to leave the H-T over his many years at there (40 yrs. ?), but never did. There is just no other place I’ve been that can even come close to the Bloomington experience. I wish Chris all the best, but Baltimore over Bloomington?

  2. I suffered through losing the Browns to that dreaded city and now must suffer through losing Korman. I spent the first five years out of college, and all six in it, as a newspaper reporter and editor. Korman is one of the best, from the outside looking in, that i have ever come across. This area will miss your wit and your desire to get the right story for the right time.

  3. Here’s hoping Chris regrets it (I know he will!). He was a perfect fit and I respect him greatly. Still, I wish him the best.

  4. Finally, Baltimore gets revenge after we took their beloved Colts.

    Good Luck to Korman he will be missed, enjoyed all he did for this blog.

  5. Those are the kind of stories that are a great memory at first but quickly become a lifelong treasure and make even a diehard Hoosier fan stop and realize that those are the kind of things that are the most real, that you will never forget just how you felt at that exact moment regardless of how many years pass by and that there really are more important things in life than bball, even to a Hoosier fan, not many, but that is one of them.

  6. Chris, buddy if you’re reading this you’re my favorite friend whom I’ve never met. Between the last sentence and this one, I tipped a Upland Dragonfly in your honor. Now then, the Baltimore/DC recruiting area is a rich one and we could always use an influential “guy” in the area to steer impressionable young men to beautiful Bloomington. Starting next week, I think you know your mission. Vaya con dios amigo.

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