No man (or woman) can be worse than Ruben Van Gucht. Well, let me rectify; no man or woman, other than José Been, can be worse than Ruben Van Gucht. He knows nothing, but to make things worse: he doesn't care about the race. He only cares about Ruben Van Gucht.
Sven Nys on the other hand isn't bad, he's godawful. Nys is still yelling at me during every broadcast of Sporza as if I am an incapacitated ret ard. In the mind of Sven Nys it's eternal Sesame Street. He continues to analyze cycling like he's explaining to 5 year old how butter is actually made. That's why he is constantly yelling. To see whether we are hearing him well enough. Because we are mentally unstable. That is the firm belief of Sven Nys, that you should also address viewers like they just made a big yucky. When I listen to Sven, it is as if I am standing right in front of him and have to show that I'm very capable of wiping my own ass. Sven infantilizes his audience. A mediocre ex-road cyclist they handed a microphone because he won a few races in what is basically the Belgian equivalent of ice skating. When his opinion is asked, it's like we're playing musical chairs. Not once have I heard him express something coming remotely close to an opinion. To make things worse, he looks into the camera as if the things he is saying are really worth our time. After the umpteenth cliché of the afternoon he pulls a facial expression as if he just made the most daring prediction of the year. You can see him think: ''I am really going to see something huge in the next few seconds''... And what does he say? Nothing.
End of rant.
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