I JUST CAN’T DO THE NBC NFL PREGAME – EVEN WHEN IT’S MY TEAM
Posted by Andrew Roman on January 4, 2010
A very good night.
As a lifelong New York Jets fan still reveling in the gift given to this team last week by the Indianapolis Colts, I was as pleased as a mosquito at a nudist’s convention to see them not only win last night’s season finale, but obliterate the visiting Cincinnati Bengals, 37-0, to earn a trip to the playoffs.
It was a delicious thrashing.
They finished the regular season with a 9-7 record and will face the Bengals again next Saturday in the first playoff game of the year, only this time in Cincinnati.
I highly doubt next week’s game will look anything like last night’s shellacking, but I’ll not worry about that now. For the moment – the morning after – I’m thoroughly enjoying a win that was decidedly not an example of the “Same Old Jets.”
However, there was one thing that kept last night from being the perfect football night. There was one dark spot on an otherwise splendid evening of Gang Green football.
As excited as I was in the hours leading up to the game last night – snack platters at the ready, texting with friends, putting on my handy-dandy Joe Namath Mitchell-and-Ness home jersey, etc – the NBC pregame show was like a puss-filled blister on an otherwise smooth and silky complexion. It was a game-changer, a buzzkill, a stopper. Within seconds of hearing that voice, I had to turn the channel. The acids in my stomach started to churn. The house supply of Pepto Bismol was soon gone.
Two words: Keith Olbermann.
Yeah, yeah, I know. I’ve written about this before.
Repugnance knows no limit. That I’m revisiting the topic makes it no less valid.
Why it is that NBC still utilizes the contemptible and always nauseating lefty mudslinger on their Sunday night NFL pregame show is beyond me. Why it is that this lying, disgusting excuse for a broadcaster is brought in to comment on professional football is more than perplexing. Why it is that someone so polarizing, so controversial, so sleazy, so leftist, is asked to speak on the air in a a non-Marxist, non-socialist context puzzles me. I don’t give a damn what he did in Once–Upon-A-Time-Land. I don’t care how “witty” people thought he was a billion years ago. He has long since traded in his scores-and-highlights hat for an angry, radical, left-wing shirt and tie. Frankly, no one really gives a rat’s nipple what he thinks about the NFL anymore, and it isn’t as if his “football perspective,” whatever it may be, is so brilliantly unique that his presence is required to make Sunday Night Football watchable.
Is there no one else in all of broadcasting – someone not a controversial scumbag – around to comment on football?
Back on September 14, 2009, in my post Keith-O Has Got To Go, I wrote:
Sure, I knew Olbermann used to be a sports guy in a previous life, but that train has long since been dismantled. He doesn’t do sports anymore. He makes his bones as a raging lunatic leftist kook. Despite what he used to do in his early days, he is currently synonymous with far left politics. He long ago ditched his sardonic sports desk persona to become an angry liberal windbag who throws things at the camera and calls it witty analysis. Like toe jam, ear wax, and that thing that’s been in back of the refrigerator since Saint Swithin’s last birthday, it is incalculably disgusting that such a dreadful little man – who is as hateful as he is uninteresting – is an NFL commentator with NBC.
He is one of the most detestable human beings in media today – not just controversial or provocative – but a mudslinging, unintelligent boob; and the fact that he is given the opportunity to show his mug on NBC’s Sunday Night Football is literally enough for me to turn the channel and not bother coming back until I know the game has started.
I know I am not alone.
(Advertisers need to pay close attention here).
Olbermann is not just your garden variety, Obama-is-our-savior, big-government liberal – like Bob Costas, for instance. Rather, Olbermann is a lying dirt bag of a man who constantly spews outright slanderous nonsense about those he doesn’t like. He is not a journalist in any sense of the word. He doesn’t substantiate his bogus claims and he lives on personal attacks. He is a spoiled brat, angry, liberal ass-kissing cowardly smear-merchant who will never debate those who oppose him. His ratings on MSNBC’s Countdown are horrific, his reasonability is nonexistent, and his clever Dennis-Miller-wannabe “smart guy” shtick is tired and tedious.
Yeah, what I said …
And Go Jets!