I’ve worked it out. I know why the US coverage of the World Cup is so crap. See, I was on the road to Damascus and I had this revelation!!!!! One of the great things about this piece of knowledge is it means it can be fixed! Halleluja, it’s time to party.
Of course, they’re not going to fix it but I need even a false sense of hope if I am to survive the sheer awfulness of the commentating. One day, my friend, one day.
Actually, listening to Tommy Smith did it for me. He’s the one brief glimmer of light of English language football commentary over here and he’s originally from Ireland. Which probably gives you a clue where I’m headed. Also dropping in on the Spanish language coverage of the event gives us a clue too.
So my big revelation is: you need commentators that give a crap about the beautiful game.
It’s the passion, dude! Or the lack of it. The Americans they have commentating just couldn’t give a ‘how’s your father’ about the sport. They’re hacks being paid to do a job, they don’t love the game with every fibre of their being. And they sure don’t see to get how important this all is.
Life and death, man, life and death.
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