Vin Scully would be dumbfounded by todays MLB broadcasters incessant screaming

The homicide detectives on “The First 48” frequently remind suspects that “There’s no such thing as coincidences.”I tend to concur.Consider that since the summer day in 2022 when Vin Scully died at 94, he now must look down from his ethereal, misty broadcast booth to ask, “What the heck happened?” Has common sense and good faith toward listeners and viewers been eradicated or simply degraded?Televised live sports events have now been flooded with hand-picked, overpaid and relentlessly annoying voices that either believe or have been coached to believe that the louder they holler — at anything, anytime — the more audiences will enjoy both their presence and the view.And hurry back for more.It’s a matter of sustained and escalating bad faith: Don’t believe what you saw, believe what you’re told you just saw.

And swallow the hype.Executive producers now rely on audiences arriving and spending three hours with their Moron Modes set to high.TBS’s lead baseball voice, Brian Anderson, has never been special.

He has leaned toward tolerable, which these days is fine.But this postseason, as if on orders or coincidence, he has chosen to holler at every batted ball, strikeout and grounder to second.Anderson’s sugar-high, occasionally hysterical guesswork-infused play-by-play simply hasn’t matched what we’ve seen, thus we’re eventually provoked to ask, “Who does he think he’s fooling?”Among many others, Anderson brings to mind what was said about Supreme Court Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes.

After learning to play the violin, Holmes would perform drawing room recitals.A friend’s review noted “surprising industry and a satisfaction out of all proportion to his achievement.”In Game 2 of Guardians-Yankees, Anthony Volpe advanced to third from first on an Anthony Rizzo single to deep right-center.

Anderson credited Volpe for “kinda dekeing” the outfielder into thinking he’d stop at second.But there was no deke.Volpe just ran fi...