Colin Cowherd, Ugly American

Schrutebag (sic?)

 

Is it just me or has she lost even more weight since the announcement that her hubby's coming over here to play? I refuse to run pictures of her that show her legs because they frighten me.

 

The legs are not the scariest part ... those beach balls riding on her chest would give Isaac Newton an aneurysm.

 

The crown prince of Fratboy Radio (if Rome is the King and Simmons the Patron Saint).

 

I can listen to Rome (or used to, I was a fan about 10 years ago but he's loosing his fastball). But Colin Cowherd is unlistenable. His next good take will be the first in a good long while.

 

If you're classifying that way (and a terrific start thus far, btw), Esiason must get at least an honorable mention.

 

Esiason can't really qualify as a true Fratboy Radio Guy, because one of the ironclad requirements is you can never have actually accomplished anything in sports -- except in high school, intramurals, or in rec sports, where you kick ass all the time, of course, and tell everybody about it all the time, too. Of course.

The meat-mouthed ex-jocks are a different sub-species from the Fratboys.

 

YES! There's one photo of her in white shorts and a Dodgers jacket, and her legs look like pixy sticks! Disgusting.

I tried giving Cowherd a third chance by listening to him for a week and by Wednesday I felt like he had only discussed four topics! And his random takes on everything that's not sports-related makes me want to croak. I listen to ESPN Radio to hear about bonds and 'roids, overpaid athletes, who's not now, coaches who leave the NBA and then change their mind, etc. - I don't tune into ESPN Radio to hear CC discuss his latest trip to a strip club, his spank bank material or how he would discipline his kids. Give it up Colin.

 

Heard Kincade filling in for Cowherd today. Didn't know he did that, much less have his own Sunday morning show on the WWL.