Girly Mike and Crotch-grabbin' Mike sounded like they had mush in their mouth much of the time. Then Fat Mike would interject with his usual range of loud and louder. It was pretty jarring after awhile.
There are 2 reasons I used "Girly Mike". 1: He's waaaaay too willing to flaunt it on a sport radio station - almost making it more of a persona versus how he lives his life. 2: Way too damn many Mikes involved with that production, and "Suchagodawfulbroadcasterthatitmakesmyearsbleedandmakesmewanttoshovehotpokersinthemtostopthepain Mike" is just way to much to type at a given time.
I don't think I can support the argument that suggests: "I'm just here to watch the footballl game, I don't care who announces." If that's the case, try watching Andre Ware, James Lofton or Dan Fouts butcher a game. It's kinda like chewing broken glass. Good telecasts are the ones that go unoticed. Great ones make you laugh. Bad telecasts, especially when you have a rooting interest in the team, make you want to pull your teeth out your gums, put them in the blender with some grease and milk, then drink them.
if any body really does have a happy fun time...it's Tirico...nothing like two hours of reminicing stories of you and your guests careers. "Hey, lets have Bob Griese on and talk about when Keith Jackson told him his son was the MVP of the Rose Bowl ten years ago!"