NBC’s Olympics color is pathetic, awful. I finally turned The Games off when they announced that an in-depth interview with Michael Phelps’ mother was “coming up”.
If I had seen Debbie Phelps one more time, I think I would have thrown something at the TV.
Given, the woman deserves a point or two for raising her kids, one of whom is the greatest Olympic swimmer in history, on her own (their Dad walked when Michael was seven), but come on, she’s not exactly June Cleaver. In fact, it’s been reported that Michael’s sister, who is also a swimmer, took up the sport as a refuge from the yelling.
I’m used to the networks making otherwise intelligent people look like incoherent idiots, e.g., CNN’s regrettable lobotomy of political “reporter” Candy Crowley. But poor Bob Costas: his babbling fits right in with the cacophonous chatter of the B bus’s special needs patrons.
I don’t know much about Costas except that he’s been a sports reporter for almost 30 years. He could be a bona fide genius, but you’d never know it from the vapid pap he continuously spewed during last week’s interminable filler in between actual events.