Sports TV these days seems determined to make us question if they're actually trying to entertain us or just fill airtime. Take, for example, the recent NFL pregame show revamp.  Five analysts? Really?  Can't we just stick to one or two and actually have a meaningful discussion?  Or maybe I'm just old-fashioned and miss the days when pregame shows didn't feel like a forced march towards product placement and empty platitudes.  

Speaking of empty platitudes, how about that Labor Day weekend MLB schedule?  Only one afternoon game?  Greed, fueled by TV money, apparently trumps common sense.  So much for family fun, huh? 

And don't even get me started on the 'catch probability' stat.  Seriously, Michael Kay, is that really a thing?  It feels like a desperate attempt to inject some artificial intelligence into a game that thrives on the unpredictable.  Is there anything sacred anymore? 

It's like they're actively trying to destroy our love of sports.  And then there's Nick Kyrgios on ESPN.  The tennis equivalent of a toddler throwing a tantrum.  Why reward the most obnoxious?  Is this some twisted experiment in public relations? 

And let's not forget Michael Vick, the former dogfighter turned gambling advocate.  Talk about a moral compass gone haywire.  At this point, I'm starting to wonder if there's even a point in watching anymore.  It's like a bad sitcom where the punchlines are always at the expense of our sanity.  What's next?  Pay-per-view for bathroom breaks during the game? 

Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised. Maybe it's time to just unplug and go for a walk.  At least there, the only commentary you'll hear is the rustle of leaves and the chirping of birds.

Sports TV:A Neverending Comedy of Errors?

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