Open Letter to Jeff Zucker
Or whoever the hell it is at NBC in charge of Sunday Night Football.
Dear Mr. Zucker --
Do us all a favor and dump Carrie Underwood. Her rendition of Waiting All Day for Sunday Night is the most lifeless, plasticine thing on television. I wasn't that big a fan of Faith Hill, but she was light years better than the thing being coughed up by Ms. Underwood, who looks and sings like she's been designed by a focus group of horny rednecks. As I understand it, Waiting All Day for Sunday Night is a rejiggering of Joan Jett's I Hate Myself for Loving You. Let's get Joan Jett, or anybody else, to come sing it.
And you haven't helped your cause by tarting the damned thing up with even more stupid, poorly edited cameos of NFL stars than it previously was. Plus, dude, where's Eli?
The sad truth is that the best football telecast is marred by the worst intro song. Do your fiduciary duty, sir!
All the best,
Geoffrey Raymond
Dear Mr. Zucker --
Do us all a favor and dump Carrie Underwood. Her rendition of Waiting All Day for Sunday Night is the most lifeless, plasticine thing on television. I wasn't that big a fan of Faith Hill, but she was light years better than the thing being coughed up by Ms. Underwood, who looks and sings like she's been designed by a focus group of horny rednecks. As I understand it, Waiting All Day for Sunday Night is a rejiggering of Joan Jett's I Hate Myself for Loving You. Let's get Joan Jett, or anybody else, to come sing it.
And you haven't helped your cause by tarting the damned thing up with even more stupid, poorly edited cameos of NFL stars than it previously was. Plus, dude, where's Eli?
The sad truth is that the best football telecast is marred by the worst intro song. Do your fiduciary duty, sir!
All the best,
Geoffrey Raymond
posted by Geoffrey at 5:46 PM
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