Beloved TV sports reporter and her husband found dead in their home

Alabama is in mourning following the devastating deaths of former WBRC sports reporter Christina Chambers and her husband, Johnny Rimes Jr., who were found dead inside their Hoover home on Tuesday morning, December 16, 2025. Authorities say the case appears to be a murder-suicide, though the investigation remains ongoing.Police confirmed that the couple’s 3-year-old child was found unharmed, a small mercy amid an otherwise heartbreaking scene.

According to the Hoover Police Department, a family member discovered the bodies of 38-year-old Chambers and 41-year-old Rimes around 9 a.m. and immediately called 911. First responders pronounced both adults dead at the scene, each having suffered gunshot wounds. Officials stated there is no ongoing threat to the public and believe Rimes shot Chambers before taking his own life.The home, located on the 700 block of Highland Manor Court near Sulphur Springs Road, became the center of a rapidly unfolding tragedy that has left the community reeling.

Police say Chambers had returned home earlier that morning after completing her regular run, something she was well known for among friends and colleagues. A former UAB track athlete and lifelong runner, she often shared her love of fitness publicly and remained active even amid her demanding career and motherhood.

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