A reader notes that ESPN anchor and radio host Scott Van Pelt recently returned to the scene of his legendary voicemail incident, Dewey Beach, Delaware. For those of you unfamiliar with the chaotic beach town, it is only a mile long and a couple blocks wide, and has a Spring Break-feel throughout the summer, while fortunately lacking the bourgeois of the Hamptons and the cheese of the Jersey Shore.

I was down in Dewey Beach this past weekend and, although it’s the hang out for mostly college aged kids (I’m 29 myself), we ran into Scott Van Pelt. I felt like this would be a good tip for your b/c ESPN generally sucks but I found SVP to be an awesome dude. I have a picture with him but he was such a nice guy I would prefer not to send it. He was very approachable, very nice, and very gracious. I even offered to buy him a beer and he politely declined. This was all in spite of some people doing their best to be assholes to him. I happened to be in the same wings place as him on friday night and some little 18 year old punk started being an ass just b/c SVP was a semi-celebrity. The cops were even giving him shit trying to ticket him for jaywalking when everyone else around him was cool.

Obviously, our reader has left out the salient details – you know, the number of women who threw themselves at Van Pelt at Starboard (a friend once called it the ‘best bar in America’ because it’s so easy to score there), North Beach, Rusty Rudder and Bottle and Cock Cork.