Today wraps up our saga on the life and murders of John Wayne Gacy. We'll discuss the

ongoing police surveillance of Gacy, how this affected his mental health, his eventual

arrest, and the seemingly never-ending search of his home and discovery of bodies. We'll

also take a look at his trial, his defense of strategy, and his inevitable conviction.

It's time to put Pogo the clown down. I'm Mike. I'm Ian. And this is Pogo the clown.

Stick around here the exciting conclusion of the story of my alter ego, John Wayne Gacy.

Then go lay down in your crawl space and fuck yourself. This is Necronomopod.

In Chicago, the jury and the Gacy mass murder trial will decide a sentence today after

finding Gacy guilty of murder and a quarrel for fours. John Wayne Gacy was called the worst

of all murderers by the prosecutor, a man responsible for enough misery to last a century.

It took the jury less than two hours to reject the defense argument that Gacy was insane

and to find Gacy guilty of murdering 33 young men during a seven-year killing spree.

Gacy showed absolutely no emotion as all the murder counts were read, but he winked before

he left the courtroom. It was an emotional time for relatives of the victims, and many

like Ken Pistu's brother was killed, won revenge. And now the same jury that found Gacy guilty

will decide whether he should be sentenced to die.

Alright, give me some of your favorite sports movies. I don't throw on something at you

here off the top. Think about it a little bit. Some of your favorite sports movies.

Doesn't have to be your best, the top three even. Just give me some ones that you enjoy

that you like. I'll give you some mine off the top. What's the fight? You're struggling

over there? Just draw blanks on these kind of questions. Go ahead, you go first and

I could think. Well, from Cleveland Major League is fantastic. That's a good one. Remember

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