Believe it or don't - I'm not crazy about going all negative. But it's getting ridiculous this season. There's like a dozen guys and all of them together can't begin to fill the empty chair left by Dave Niehaus.
I like Mike Blowers but if I hear him referred to as "Blow" one more time ...
If I hear Ken Levine use an unbelievably juvenile line like calling the Cleveland Indians "The sons of the wigwam" one more time ... (I honestly thought I'd somehow stumbled into some Art Fern audio)
If I hear Ron Fairly use the insipid term "Oh baby" one more time ...
If I hear Dave Sims with that endless wheezy laugh over some stupid "inside" story one more time ... let alone the mangled kind-of-Bostonish pronounciations ...
If I hear any more of the cartoonish "Wedgie/Ichi/Miggy/Smokie/Carpie" nonsense ...
I will scream. I will light incense and pray. I will consult a shaman to see to see if the Niehaus spirit can be reincarnated in some young, talented announcer. Listening today as I washed the car (silly me) I heard mistake after mistake after mistake. Wrong names, wrong pitch count ("Oh - the first pitch would have been the last pitch. That was the second pitch") unbelievable. Check this out from Wiki - the current roster of Mariner announcers:
Ken Wilson (1977-1982, 2011-present)
Rick Rizzs (1983-1992, 1995-present)
Ken Levine (1992-1994, 2011-present)
Ron Fairly (1993-2006, 2011-present)
Dave Henderson (1997-2006, 2011-present)
Dave Valle (1997-2006, 2011-present)
Jay Buhner (2002-2005, 2011-present)
Dave Sims (2007-present)
Mike Blowers (2007-present)
Dan Wilson (2011-present)
Julio Cruz (Spanish language, 2002-present)
Alex Rivera (Spanish language, 2007-present)
I wasn't exaggerating about a dozen guys. It has gotten out of hand. This is a list of Yankees announcers:
Michael Kay is the play-by-play announcer and Ken Singleton, Al Leiter, John Flaherty, and Paul O'Neill work as commentators as part of a three-man, or occasionally two-man, booth.
FIVE.
Hey, Mariners management? Are those $8 beers paying to keep a dozen announcers (and that doesn't count the other folks like Angie Mentink and Jen Mueller.
Change next season, please.
I like Mike Blowers but if I hear him referred to as "Blow" one more time ...
If I hear Ken Levine use an unbelievably juvenile line like calling the Cleveland Indians "The sons of the wigwam" one more time ... (I honestly thought I'd somehow stumbled into some Art Fern audio)
If I hear Ron Fairly use the insipid term "Oh baby" one more time ...
If I hear Dave Sims with that endless wheezy laugh over some stupid "inside" story one more time ... let alone the mangled kind-of-Bostonish pronounciations ...
If I hear any more of the cartoonish "Wedgie/Ichi/Miggy/Smokie/Carpie" nonsense ...
I will scream. I will light incense and pray. I will consult a shaman to see to see if the Niehaus spirit can be reincarnated in some young, talented announcer. Listening today as I washed the car (silly me) I heard mistake after mistake after mistake. Wrong names, wrong pitch count ("Oh - the first pitch would have been the last pitch. That was the second pitch") unbelievable. Check this out from Wiki - the current roster of Mariner announcers:
Ken Wilson (1977-1982, 2011-present)
Rick Rizzs (1983-1992, 1995-present)
Ken Levine (1992-1994, 2011-present)
Ron Fairly (1993-2006, 2011-present)
Dave Henderson (1997-2006, 2011-present)
Dave Valle (1997-2006, 2011-present)
Jay Buhner (2002-2005, 2011-present)
Dave Sims (2007-present)
Mike Blowers (2007-present)
Dan Wilson (2011-present)
Julio Cruz (Spanish language, 2002-present)
Alex Rivera (Spanish language, 2007-present)
I wasn't exaggerating about a dozen guys. It has gotten out of hand. This is a list of Yankees announcers:
Michael Kay is the play-by-play announcer and Ken Singleton, Al Leiter, John Flaherty, and Paul O'Neill work as commentators as part of a three-man, or occasionally two-man, booth.
FIVE.
Hey, Mariners management? Are those $8 beers paying to keep a dozen announcers (and that doesn't count the other folks like Angie Mentink and Jen Mueller.
Change next season, please.