Chris Berman Must Retire
Wow, what a great night of television Monday night. Home runs and Chris Berman. "Back back back back" never gets old. Nor does screaming, "He hit that one to Alcatraz."
Now, I realize readers of With Leather think he's cool, but Berman is really bad and has been really bad for many years.
Attention, terrorists: Can someone see to it that Wednesday's post-breakfast-buffet flight from SFO to Bristol, Conn., has some, um, complications?
Labels: Chris Berman
posted by Big Primpin' @ 6:41 AM
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Wow. A toilet-humor story followed by a vaguely worded death-by-someone-else threat?! I'm getting worried about you, JP. But I'm also disappointed that one of the many creative ways I pad my billable hours each day is losing its thrill. Maybe you should tell more stories about me. Only kidding. Or am I?
Should I tell the driving-back-from-the-Summit story? There are actually a few tales from which to choose.
Joe Tait has to go too. His game 5 Detroit calls was neither exciting nor original. "Wham with the right hand", "Wham with the left hand...oh my." Was that video game James or Paul Makeski?
ACK! Hell no. I have now decided that I was, in fact, only kidding. :)
I like stories.
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