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Hubie Brown.  Mark Jackson.  Marv Albert.  Jeff Van Gundy.  Reggie Miller.  Mike Fratello.  Doug Collins.  Kevin Harlan.  These are some of the NBA playoff voices that I don’t mind hearing at all.  A couple of them I actually enjoy.  And so far, this year’s playoffs have been some of the most enjoyable in recent memory.

Then I read this article and suddenly realized why I have experienced a greater level of satisfaction with this year’s games.

I don’t have anything personal against Bill Walton; I just think he sucks as an announcer.  Let’s count the reasons that he sucks:

1. He over-exaggerates everything.  Every description of anything that happens ends with the phrase “in the history of the NBA/Western civilization/basketball”…you get the picture.



2. He actually wore a tie-dyed shirt to broadcast an NBA game.  Isn’t there a dress code for announcers?  If not, there should be one for him.
3. Every broadcast he talks about his son (Lakers forward Luke Walton) without telling viewers who his son is.  He proceeds to tell a story that he just made up.
4. He goes off on tangents while the game is in action…players are scoring, making plays…and he’s ignoring the game at hand and is telling his story.
5. He always has to refer to himself as one of the all-time greats, while insinuating that he is in the category as legendary players like Wilt Chamberlain, Jerry West, Pete Maravich, etc..

Give me a break.  Let’s just let Walton enjoy his time off.  I know I am.