While Boers prides himself on his sense of humor, the flipside to his funny bone is his unabashed directness. “I am bizarre, twisted, and perfectly willing to hit even the most sacred of cows upside the head.”
A Northern Illinois University alum, Boers began his career as sports editor for the Sun Journal Newspapers in Lansing, IL. From 1973 to 1978, he was assistant sports editor for Star Publications, based in Chicago Heights, IL. He then worked as a copy editor for the Detroit Free Press from 1978 to 1980.
Boers left Detroit in 1980 to join the Chicago Sun-Times sports staff, where he covered the Chicago Bulls from 1982 – 1985, was a featured columnist from 1988 – 1990, and then covered a variety sports, until August of 1992 when he joined The Score. Boers has also appeared on several television programs, including “The Sportswriters on TV” and “Sportsfire,” both airing on SportsChannel Chicago.
Boers has won several awards for outstanding journalistic coverage, including the Peter Lisagor Award – considered among Chicago print journalists as the local equivalent to the Pulitzer Prize, and AP awards for column and feature writing.
Given all that he has done, Boers says he loves covering sports in Chicago. “There’s no city in the country with a greater fan passion and so little reward. The bumbling by so many makes my life easy.” “To be a sports fan in Chicago you need a great sense of humor. If you don’t have one, call me. I will surgically implant one for little or no charge.”
Boers lives in the Southwest suburbs with his wife and his four sons.
We all have connections to those who serve our country, and we should never forget them.
Terry Boers reflects on his early experiences with his mother-in-law.
Through the good times and the bad, John E. Meyers was always there for Terry Boers.
Only in later years can you begin to realize all that your mother does for you.
David Letterman has withstood the test of time like few others.
Terry Boers reflects as his oldest grandchild turns 11.
The week long tribute to the Beatles was terrific, but it reminded Terry Boers of the screamers in the old days.
When I was the typical wide-eyed kid on Christmas morning in the 1950s, I remember my mom, and I’m not sure which year it was exactly, said to me, “Never worry about what someone else has, be thankful for what you’ve got.”
I was 13 years old and had myself strategically placed in the back of my 8th grade Art class at Steger Central Junior high.
The year was 1970. I can vividly recall it as a sticky, sultry midsummer’s day and I was sweating like Robert Hays would later do in “Airplane.” I was in trouble.