Watching to baseball a game without the meddling presence of announcers offers a vastly different viewing experience, one devoid of annoying, moralistic curmudgeons who tend to pass themselves off as announcers. But doing so also helps you appreciate the real value of those curmudgeons. Read more.
Even though I like the song, I can’t help but think that, for consistency’s sake, using a Manchester band would be a better fit (rather than the London-based Cockney Rejects). A Buzzcocks song, perhaps?