Dear ESPN: Whisky. Tango. Foxtrot.

We might’ve watched some of the FSU-Miami game tonight, if you hadn’t decided to put EIGHT SEPARATE FUCKING PICTURES onscreen at once. We honestly don’t know how long it lasted, but just a brief exposure to this nightmare was enough. (Honestly, we’d be happiest if both teams lost.) What is this, TV for meth addicts? Jesus Tapdancing Christ on a Segway, people, it looks absurd on our TV — 55 inches! — so we can only imagine how sucktastic it’d be on a smaller set.

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