Marcelo Balboa Is Back, And There’s Nothing You Can Do About It
For all our (sports fans’) complaints about announcing, we often blow things out of proportion. Sure, Brian Baldinger is a meathead, but he’s not THAT bad. Sure, Emmitt Smith can’t string a subject and a verb, but he’s harmless. Sure, Joe Morgan’s an dolt, but Sunday Night Baseball is still pretty enjoyable, all things considered.
But there was once a man who deserved every heap of scorn sent his way, a man so bad at his temporary broadcasting gig that he actively drove fans away from sports’ exciting event. This man was Marcelo Balboa. This man succeeded where so many European terrorists failed: he ruined World Cup 2006.
And today, he’s back. When Mexico plays the U.S. at 3 p.m., fans have two televised options. They can watch the game in Spanish on Telemundo. Or they can watch an English-spoken broadcast on Mun2 that will feature, you guessed it, Marcelo Balboa, licensed pundit.
In other words, English-language fans have a choice: Watch the game in Spanish and understand nothing but the word “GOL!” Or watch it in English and understand nothing. One is still greater than zero. You win, Telemundo.



NFL coaching legend, broadcasting legend, and poultry portmanteau enthusiast
Last week, Iowa radio broadcaster Ed Podolak — someone I hadn’t heard of until this mess, but someone who, I am assured, is relatively beloved around Iowa — got in a little trouble over photos of him drinking, carousing, and peering down a grown woman’s shirt. Pretty standard “drunk on Saturday” stuff — except, of course, to college administrators, a distinctly joyless breed of people who believe alcoholism is the sole reason people don’t show up to their intro Finite Math lectures at 9 a.m. Those people are pissed.
Yesterday, 
It’s hard to know how to feel about Ron Santo. I mean, the guy is a legend, and is one of the most genuine and likable Cubs fans (and former players) in the entire world. But his broadcasts are nearly unlistenable for reasons entirely outside his control. For example: His grasp of the English language is not tremendous. But that’s OK! He’s lovably daft.