I miss late 90's ESPN.
Not because it was "good," per se, but it had a certain janky charm that went along with the idea of cable still being some kind of exclusive club where you could say bad words and show the occasional boob. ESPN had foolheartedly devoted gigantic blocks of autumn airtime to college football (of all things), and it was kind of incredible to me that I could sit my teenaged ass in front of the TV for an entire Saturday morning of flipping between robots making fun of I Accuse My Parents and Lee Corso yelling about Torry Holt or whoever.