Chris Berman: He’s certainly a man who was permitted to speak during baseball games. But unlike the sunburned fellow in a tank top drinking a Bud Light Lime in the row in front of you at CBP, Berman is actually paid to do so. Or, he was, until he stepped back from his duties at ESPN earlier today.
Broadcasting baseball is a tough gig, in that unless you’re anything but iconic, you are utter trash. There is no middle ground. Nobody can just "stand" mediocre baseball narration, they have to take full, body-length breaths inward before spouting their five and a half to six foot-long vitriol.