If you are one of the few who follow me on Twitter, you might be aware of my distaste for Rick Reilly's on-air commentary. Like Dan Patrick mentioned on his show today, I used to be able to put up with him in print; at times I even liked his articles. But watching him on camera -- swooping in to conceptualize and captivate us on what an athlete just accomplished -- agitates my lower intestine. And by that I mean, I want to sh*t down his f*uckin throat every time he shows up ABC or ESPN's coverage.
I don't know what it is about him that I abhor, but if I had to guess I'd say it's his awful metaphors (ex: Colt McCoy "has a girlfriend hotter than shrimp vindaloo, Rachel Glandorf." Countless Indians double-over from that zinger.) coupled with the fact that I can't stand the f*ckin' sight of him. And that is saying something because I can tolerate, and sort of even like, Skip Bayless.
Hat Tip to Sports Grid