how not to call a football game
not a big conventional sports guy, but i damn sure dig top plays. have spent hours on YouTube looking at classical football, basketball, and hockey moments. in such plays the announcer is often the icing, talked about and lauded for decades by even the most inarticulate dudes. the lackluster fuck in the following clip sure didn’t get that though; perfect example of utter incompetence on the pro circuit:
dude, if you can’t get the import from watching a play, at least feed off of the crowd and add some juice. it’s your job. whoever hired that dick should be embarrassed.
those who think guys don’t like communication haven’t been paying attention to the sex’s relentless adoration of sports and film communicators. let me know when you can find a gang of girls at a bar riffing on film dialog for a solid hour, nearly word for word. sports junkies know their words when they hear ‘em. they damned sure didn’t hear last night during the execution of some super bowl finish history.
[update: wanna hear the play called right? put on your fucking deutsch hat for christ's sake:
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