Sigh.
Once again I feel the need to delve into the metaphorical gutter and pull out my man Carlton Kirby from the steaming pile of, well, you know what.
Let me tell you something about Carlton Kirby. He is a legend among mere mortals in broadcasting.
He is an engaging raconteur, the kind of guy one would like to share a beer by the fireside. He seems like an amiable yet occasionally excitable little fellow; a guy who can make the odd mistake. But let me ask you, dear cyclingnews message board users: Who the hell doesn't make the occasional error?
It's no wonder he becomes a little prickly when responded to vitriol. How would you react if someone screamed hate just because it took you more than three seconds to properly identify a rider in a huge pile-up? Would you unleash a tirade of hate if the guy next to you at a bar said "Oh good gosh! Oh no, Kittel's down!" when in fact the fallen rider was a teammate? I think not. i think you might do a little roll of the eyes and chalk it up to excitability, but you wouldn't take a strip off the poor bloke, would you? Of course not, because you are a civilized human being and you are watching a bike race.
Never forget the fact you are watching a bike race. This is not the Cuban Missile Crisis. It's a gawddamn bike race.
As mentioned earlier, my man Kirby's job is to fill dead air when nothing is happening. It's also his job to light things up at crucial moments of a race. and dare I say, he's really good at calling a sprint. Who gives a schit if he doesn't properly identify the rider in fifth place 200 metres from the line in a bunch gallop? You will find out who it was when they show the replay. For now, just soak up the excitement my man Carlton Kirby exudes in the call.
Also, as a wise person already mentioned in this very thread--a thread full of human excrement--it is the job of the ex-pro sitting beside my man Kirby to fill in the detes. Magnus does a superb job, imo. Kelly knows of what he speaks, but he sounds like he just took a powerful sleeping aid and is about to konk out at any moment. I do not think my man Carlton Kirby should be paired with Sean Kelly. They make each other look bad.
With that said, to sum up: Please do not make me send these messages on a weekly basis.
Respect the man. Respect the legend.
Respect Carlton Kirby, m'kay?