Had dinner at a pub in Warwick, RI. It was the early crowd so mostly older folks. To my right sat a nice couple in their sixties. The Red Sox hosted the Yankees; most of the screens showed the local NESN version of the game but the TV right in front of us had the MLB channel, where Bob Costas was calling the game.
The nice old woman in her sixties, who hitherto hadn't said a word to me, suddenly tapped my shoulder and said, "That Bob Costas ... he's such a fucking asshole. Don't you agree?"
"Yes. Yes I do, ma'am." And she enjoyed a drink on me.