Hey, it's Peter Sagle. We are almost at the end of 2025, and if I may, I will speak for everybody at NPR and at your local stations and in public media and say, good riddance. But despite the loss of federal funding for public media, despite attacks on the free press, we are still here for you and we will be next year. With your support, NPR will keep reporting the news.

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I'm the gift you get for the person who has everything.

Alzo Slate, and here's your host at the Studebaker Theater in the Fine Arts Building in Chicago, Illinois, Peter Sago.

Thank you, Aalzo, and thank you, you everybody. Thank you so much for being with us.

Well, everybody, we made it.

We made it through 2025 a year that began with terrible apprehension about the future and has ended the exact same way.

My motto is, instead of worrying about what's about to happen, enjoy some things that already did.

So, this hour, we're going to relish the great things we got to do in 2025, such as talking to the legendary sportscaster

Bob Costas, which we did in September, along with guest scorekeeper Che Rhymefest Smith.

Now, I asked Bob if, as per the cliche, he had started talking about sports because he couldn't play

them.

You know, I wouldn't say that I failed.

I wasn't that bad by schoolyard standards, but I couldn't make my high You know, I wouldn't say that I failed. I wasn't that bad by school yard

standards, but I couldn't make my high school baseball a basketball team. And the baseball coach,

...