A San Francisco Giants Fan Who Doesn't Like Mike Krukow: Part Deux

When I wrote the first part in this series, I didn't know there would be a second.

So, as another summer comes to an end, and the 2008 San Francisco Giants' season comes to an unspectacular finish, I have been inspired once again to express my view on the announcer that everybody (except myself) loves dearly.

Because of the delay with the radio and the television when I'm at home in Oakland, I'm not able to do my usual routine of muting the television and putting the radio on, like I do when I'm at school. Because of this, it was either radio or television.

Considering my Bleacher Report editing shift was at the same time that Giants' day games were going on, it made sense to just put the television on and do my gig.

However, that meant I had to listen to Krukow.

So, frequently, I would find myself yelling not at the Giants, but at Krukow for the insane comments he would make.

The main problem with the guy, as I said in the first article, is that he doesn't use proper English. Now, I know he is a former big leaguer and that baseball lingo will never fully exit his brain, but come on, is it that hard to say a sentence without your whack-job lingo?

When he talks, it sounds like he has his headset about a millimeter away from his mouth. Because of this, he's loud as hell and any word with an "s" gets even more noticeable. Whether it is the mic or him, I will never know the correct answer, but knowing how he is, it's probably the way he talks.

His new, most commonly used phrase to say is "folks" after anything somewhat exciting happens, no matter what team does it.

Omar Vizquel would make a diving stop at short, and then I would hear, "That's a great play right there folks."

Really? I wouldn't have known unless you told me.

And while there are new things that have come to prominence, there are still the same ol' things that get on my nerves. The "Eliminate Me" shtick is something that will, unfortunately, never go away.

But the thing that got me more than anything is when the Giants brought back some of the most famous outfielders during the 50 years in San Francisco celebration.

And who showed up? My buddy Barry Bonds.

And who was about to wet their pants? My buddy Mike Krukow.

When he came to the booth, it was almost unbearable to watch. Luckily for me, I found the remote faster than you could blink and put that thing on mute. But just looking at them interacting, I knew it was something I wouldn't have listened to for very long.

So, as I listen to Jon Miller and Dave Flemming talk about how stupidly the Giants are playing tonight, I want to thank the person that invented that lovely mute button. You're keeping me calm, one day at a time.