The announcer I love to loathe
While I was staring at my blank computer screen Monday night (having waited until the last possible moment to write an opinion piece), the Mister surfed his way through multiple channels, as he is prone to do. He stumbled on to the KU-Texas Tech game. Wonder of wonders — we were going to watch some Jayhawk basketball!
This has been a frustrating season as we don't subscribe to whatever channel it is that has covered most of the KU games this year. But, there they were on the ESPN big screen and we enthusiastically settled in for some much-missed college basketball action! The opinion piece could wait. Ah, life is good. And then the Mister engaged the sound.
Oh no! No! There he was, I could hear him. The man who makes me want to kick in my television screen, kill the dog, and break all my china every time he opens his mouth — Dick Vitale! Wouldn't you just know?
Between him and Texas Tech coach Bobby Knight, I just couldn't handle sitting in front of the tube watching the game. There they were, the "Mouth" and the "Miscreant" together on the screen with our awesome Jayhawks. Sputter, spit, patooie, gutter language, ick. I just couldn't bear it.
So I went back to staring at a blank computer screen hoping for inspiration, trying not to listen to that idiot announcer and his redundant "Ohhh, babyyyyy
Anyway, here is all I could come up with for an opinion this week: Rock Chalk, Jayhawk. Roy, please fix this access-to-the-games problem so that we can see your boys play now and then, and take it from someone who knows — dump that yo-yo announcer. I don't have enough dishes to get through a basketball season listening to Dick Vitale.
— SUSAN MARSHALL
