Marvelous Marv and Marky Mark
OK, watched the broadcast of the Nets game last night, free from the responsibility of having to do the game review (please, ladies and gentlemen, welcome back Mr. Champagne, who may or may not be around long this season, but for the moment is right there with us).
Mine eyes and ears were targeted squarely on Marv Albert and Mark Jackson.
Since I'm not Mushnick or Raissman, I'm not going to get into specifics of "he said, she said" on the broadcast, but just some generalizations based on what was the first of what will be many telecasts I'll have to sit through with this pairing.
Basically, breaking it down, Marv is Marv - the consummate professional, probably the best hoops announcer ever, and always to be identified by Joe as a Knick. KNICK.
Marc, on the other hand, is new to this, but after watching last night's game, you would have thought it was his very first one (was he not on ESPN last year?). Obviously searching (at least I hope) for the right ways to connect with the legend, there were too many instances last night were even when Mark did speak, he didn't add anything to the broadcast. And let's not get into the post-game inteview with Richard Jefferson on the court, where Jackson seemed to be asking a question that was not the most relevent one at the beginning of the interview.
And Marv does absolutely nothing to help Jackson fill in the blanks. Marv, being Marv, loves to hear himself talk. Occasionally he pauses to allow for analysis, but mostly, it's Marv's world, and Jackson's just living in it.
It will get better, but it appears likely that these two, based on one listen anyway, will NEVER have the chemistry of Eagle and Raftery, or even Eagle and Spanarkel.
I had a chance to listen to half-a-quarter's worth on the radio side, where Chris Carrino and Tim Capstraw reside. Capstraw puts Jackson to shame, always making intelligent observations in such a way that it's neither simplistic or complex, droning or ambivalent. I can think of no higher complement than the fact that Capstraw just "gets it". Gets into his point, makes it, gets out. And Carrino gives him the space to do it.
We'll be keeping our eyes and ears out, Netsfans, but it isn't looking good.
Mine eyes and ears were targeted squarely on Marv Albert and Mark Jackson.
Since I'm not Mushnick or Raissman, I'm not going to get into specifics of "he said, she said" on the broadcast, but just some generalizations based on what was the first of what will be many telecasts I'll have to sit through with this pairing.
Basically, breaking it down, Marv is Marv - the consummate professional, probably the best hoops announcer ever, and always to be identified by Joe as a Knick. KNICK.
Marc, on the other hand, is new to this, but after watching last night's game, you would have thought it was his very first one (was he not on ESPN last year?). Obviously searching (at least I hope) for the right ways to connect with the legend, there were too many instances last night were even when Mark did speak, he didn't add anything to the broadcast. And let's not get into the post-game inteview with Richard Jefferson on the court, where Jackson seemed to be asking a question that was not the most relevent one at the beginning of the interview.
And Marv does absolutely nothing to help Jackson fill in the blanks. Marv, being Marv, loves to hear himself talk. Occasionally he pauses to allow for analysis, but mostly, it's Marv's world, and Jackson's just living in it.
It will get better, but it appears likely that these two, based on one listen anyway, will NEVER have the chemistry of Eagle and Raftery, or even Eagle and Spanarkel.
I had a chance to listen to half-a-quarter's worth on the radio side, where Chris Carrino and Tim Capstraw reside. Capstraw puts Jackson to shame, always making intelligent observations in such a way that it's neither simplistic or complex, droning or ambivalent. I can think of no higher complement than the fact that Capstraw just "gets it". Gets into his point, makes it, gets out. And Carrino gives him the space to do it.
We'll be keeping our eyes and ears out, Netsfans, but it isn't looking good.
1 Comments:
I live for the games that Ian Eagle broadcasts...listening to Marv and Marc is just terrible...they made a big mistake breaking up the chemistry that Ian already had with the fans...familiar to when they let our power-forward just up and leave...
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