Sounds like Musburger. Back in the early 80's we had a old school 12' satellite dish. You got the direct feed with no commercials. When the networks would cut away for commercials, got the live feed as the announcers were reading or talking to producers, etc... March Madness '84, my HS basketball team is at my house and Musburger's calling the game. During a break, some black chick catches his eye and he says to somebody off camera something like... DAMN! Hey Brown Sugar... look at this stone, cold fox! Daddy needs to get those digits! We fell out. There was a lot of great sh!t that went on live during commercials in those days. A real look behind the curtain.
#1, you're old like me... Is it just me or has Musberger turned into Fred Gwynne's little brother?
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