When you spend as much of your life watching televised sports as I do, you’re always coming up with ways to make them more entertaining (particularly those late-night west coast games that I watch because, well… they’re on). One of my more recent ideas, that I came up with during the Triple Crown, is the need for more sportscasters on horseback. I have also become an advocate of sideline reporters wearing the safety gear of the sport they are covering (batting helmet in baseball, mouthguard in boxing, etc.). Although Jill Arrington in a helmet and shoulder pads would damage CBS’s ratings. But my new passion is to bring one of the more endearing aspects of professional wrestling to broadcasts sports — the heel/face announcers. Instead of the unbiased, down-the-middle, credible journalism we’ve grown accustomed to, just put two unabashed (but polar oppisite) homers in the booth. Imagine a big burely man from Chicago, who thinks the Bears can do no wrong and will go 16-0 every year, calling the game with a factory worker from Green Bay, covinced that the Packers will be posesed by the spirit of Vince Lomabardi and win 12 straight Super Bowls. Just the back-and-forth, the arguements, the insults. That, my gentle readers, would make for compelling television.
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