Greg just pointed me in the direction of what could easily be the most boring thing I’ve ever had the misfortune of experiencing. Golf. But not just any golf, we’re talking about golf that’s being broadcasted on the radio.
Seriously, if you click
you can listen to Masters Radio, hosted by guys who make watching paint dry sound like a dandy night on the town.
Your hosts are some British guy who talks about nothing for as long as he possibly can before throwing it to a not British guy who is talking so quietly that you can’t hear a goddamn word he says, and who seems to be so hard up for action to call that he’s perfectly willing to spend 4 minutes talking about a shot that Tiger Woods is almost but not quite ready to make.
And as if that weren’t bad enough, when they throw it to a commercial break, the internet audience is treated to some other lame guy in the broadcast centre who’s job it is to review everything we just heard about in the dullest way possible until the other guys get back from the can or the food wagon, or wherever boring guys go when they have a few minutes to kill. Maybe they just stand there talking to one another about what’s happening, who knows?
But whatever the case, I challenge all of you to try to listen to this stuff for more than 5 minutes. It’s harder than it sounds, trust me.