HE RUNS TO THE FIFTY! HE RUNS TO THE FORTY! THE GUY IS DRUNK! BUT THERE HE GOES!
God bless Kevin Harlan, man. That was something else. Most exciting call of the weekend and nothing else comes remotely close. You want to talk about painting a picture with your words? Harlan just took a plain Jane streaker run and turned it into the Mona Lisa.
I know he’s contractually obligated to TNT and CBS, but the fact that Harlan was stuck doing radio play by play while Boomer stumbled and bumbled his way through the television broadcast last night is an absolute travesty. Harlan made a streaker’s run sound like the Immaculate Reception reincarnated and Boomer’s old sweaty WOOP face ass can’t even judge the distance of a goddamn punt. Figure it out ESPN.