Further ruminations
on the abuse of language.
If you ever feel the need to hear truly egregious examples of
poor grammar and syntax, watch an afternoon of college football. Actually, the more insignificant the schools,
the better the opportunity. Why, You ask?
Well, it goes like this.
At the pro level, there is plenty of atrocious usage and
gratuitous chatter, especially if Terry
Bradshaw is doing commentary, alongside Bill Cowher spraying the mic (shut up,
I know he can’t help it). Bradshaw even recently dropped an “f-bomb” on an open
mic. This in itself isn’t surprising, but the fact that the context was in regard
to someone’s maternal ancestor, was! At
least the major networks get fairly well known former successful pros as color commentators who have been on mic before
and in many cases are actually lucid and well spoken, if occasionally given to
mind numbing repetition and bad taste in clothes. “We have to establish the run”
is the favorite here. These guys’ main entertainment seems to be “dissing” each
others’ former teams (Troy Aikmen). Another prime example is Chris Collinsworth,
who seems to feel the need to fill every
second of dead air space with his encyclopedic knowledge of the game. On the extreme
other end of this spectrum is Tony “Goose” Siragusa, who is as bright and well
spoken as a block of cheese. And puhleeeze, will someone please tell Deon Sanders
that Superfly called and wants his wardrobe back.
Less given to
prolixity, but also frequently somewhat less intelligible are the former jocks
who may have had a brief pro career, but Tebowed when reality set in. See Jesse
Palmer as an example. These guys seem to feel the air time with
their keen assessment of the game, probably as they would have played it had
they been talented enough to sustain careers more than two years. Some of these
guys , Palmer, in all fairness is one, are actually bright, well spoken guys
who are actually better at broadcasting than passing. They still are a step
down the food chain as a group, when it comes to mangling the language.
Yesterday I heard (yet again) the comment that a running back “gained positive
yardage.” Really, no shit? I wanna know
when he “gains negative yardage.” Now that will be a story because, as I understand
it, that’s actually called a “loss of yardage.” I’d love to think the announcer
was doing some sort of algebra and assigning signs to ….. ahh, never mind, he’s
just an idiot. I also got to hear (I swear, I’m not making this up) an on air
color guy state that someone’s (a player) ability in one of the game
fundamentals was “improving more fastly than the coaches had hoped”. Yes
really, I played it back – “more fastly!” There
is no context in which that is even a word.
The division
two announcers are usually just good ole boys who would otherwise be sitting in
front of the gas station flipping bottle caps reminiscing about how good they
were at age 17. Occasionally you’ll get an ex coach who is simply devoid of any
other skill set, so they work cheap. A
prime example right in Central Florida is former semi-pro and CFL player, Don
Jonas who, after being fired as coach of the University of Central Florida
Knights went gone on to a career as the worst radio football commentator and sports
talk show host ever, and from that illustrious plateau to work in the lucrative
and rewarding auto glass replacement industry. Jonas was almost unintelligible, to the point
that one never was quite sure whether what he said was a sign of ignorance or a
slight stroke. There are many out there like him, unfortunately.
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