The Sports TV Mystery Machine
The DFR has been on a bit of an Extendo-Break lately–maybe more like an Extendo-Nap, to be honest–so I’ve been letting any number of things that have been percolating through the sports world slide on past without comment.
Thus, instead of trying to chase down the latest outrage to comment on until it cries ‘uncle,’ my thoughts turn to something more like a perennial topic:
How in the hell do the game broadcasts, across all sports and networks, manage to sync up the commercial breaks so perfectly?
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Camera Work From Camera Jerks
Postseason, regular season, any season–it doesn’t matter: greed never has an off-season.
I call this truism to everyone’s attention because I just noticed a new money-grubbing wrinkle while watching game 1 of the ALCS on FS1: the computer-imposed ads, usually seen behind home plate on the backstop, have now metastasized onto the batter’s eye in center field.
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The Song Remains A Pain
If you asked me why I tuned in to this year’s U.S. Open, I could probably enumerate 750 reasons for my viewership, and the words “Shania” and “Twain” would never come up.
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Shania Twain: another example of a terrible trend in sports broadcasting
Likewise, if and when I tune in to Sunday Night Football, I will do so with absolutely no interest whom they have singing their execrable theme song. (Possibly still Carrie underwood, but I make vigorous attempts to ignore and/or miss the opening, so I’m not entirely sure.)
In fact, I never care about someone’s music when I turn on any sort of sporting event–because I tune in for, you know, the sports.
Why can’t these broadcasters understand that? Continue reading The Song Remains A Pain
I noted with interest a brief item in the news yesterday, to the effect that you plan on introducing something you call ”ESPN Virtual 3” on your Saturday night NBA coverage–some form of on-screen graphic that will “virtually light up” the 3-point line whenever a player takes a shot from behind the line.
Frankly, this announcement seems to raise more questions for me than answers. Questions like: Are you serious? And: no, really, are you serious? And, of course: have you stopped taking your medications? Continue reading Seeing The Light, Crossing The Line
We’ve had quite the run of stupid in basketball commentating circles lately. Charles Barkley has been–wait for it–Charles Barkley with his remarks about how the old Bulls would “kill” the current Warriors. That comment came not too long on the heels of his declarations about how the jump-shooting Dubs would not be able to win a championship. Maybe someday, someone will get the right idea about Barkley–hint: he’s stupid–and just make him go away.
The same could be said for Barkley’s near equal in broadcasting crime, Mark Jackson. The ex-Warriors coach demonstrated once again on Christmas day that a skull full of sawdust seems to be an advantage when it comes to getting yourself on TV talking about basketball with his off-the-cuff peevish insult about Stephen Curry somehow “hurting the game” with his almost preternatural 3-point shooting.
At least Barkley had enough sense to say something ridiculous about one of those “can’t know” debates (though he was dumb enough to make it a definitive statement). But Jackson is stupid enough to have staked his case on an idea that is easily demonstrated to be risible. Continue reading …As Stupid Says