I don’t think I ask for much. A little sports information presented in a researched and concise manner from a person with a clear voice who isn’t hard on the eyes. Not that hard for a multi-billion dollar organization. But what do I get on my Xbox ESPN app this Saturday morning? Howie Schwab looking like he just desert-buried a hooker in that tattered-ass Nautica sweather from 1997. I know it’s not 6pm Sportscenter but Jesus, guys — people still watch this stuff.
Can’t happen, ESPN. Your brand is too rich. Somebody has to clean this man up before he’s broadcasted into people’s homes looking like a domestic abuse mugshot.