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By Lyle Fitzsimmons - It’s that time of year again.
Hope is springing eternal at National Football League training camps. Short-term pretenders are being revealed by distance-worthy contenders on major-league baseball diamonds.
And premium cable TV announcers are going medieval on boxing sanctioning bodies.
OK, I’ll concede that the latter one is more year-round than seasonal, but it certainly seems as if the vitriol has been ratcheted up amid summer’s doggest days in the last month.
Jim Lampley took a roundhouse swipe at the sport’s amorphous alphabetical mass during an HBO broadcast a few weeks ago, and Showtime’s Mauro Ranallo and Brian Kenny had their own individual tilts at the windmill during their network’s three-tiered card from Brooklyn this past Saturday night.
It always makes for eloquent commentary, especially with guys on the level of those three.
And it’s a guaranteed win with fans who’ve long been programmed to reject all things presented to them that don’t bear the precious magazine stamp of championship approval.
Funny thing, though, upon returning from the oratory Valhalla where titles don’t matter, no one ever gets around to suggesting what should be done with baby once the bath water has been dumped. [Click Here To Read More]
Hope is springing eternal at National Football League training camps. Short-term pretenders are being revealed by distance-worthy contenders on major-league baseball diamonds.
And premium cable TV announcers are going medieval on boxing sanctioning bodies.
OK, I’ll concede that the latter one is more year-round than seasonal, but it certainly seems as if the vitriol has been ratcheted up amid summer’s doggest days in the last month.
Jim Lampley took a roundhouse swipe at the sport’s amorphous alphabetical mass during an HBO broadcast a few weeks ago, and Showtime’s Mauro Ranallo and Brian Kenny had their own individual tilts at the windmill during their network’s three-tiered card from Brooklyn this past Saturday night.
It always makes for eloquent commentary, especially with guys on the level of those three.
And it’s a guaranteed win with fans who’ve long been programmed to reject all things presented to them that don’t bear the precious magazine stamp of championship approval.
Funny thing, though, upon returning from the oratory Valhalla where titles don’t matter, no one ever gets around to suggesting what should be done with baby once the bath water has been dumped. [Click Here To Read More]
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