Susan Elizabeth Phillips has a marvelous series of books all set around a professional football team, but really, the role of the football announcer has not been sufficiently explored in romance fiction. For one thing, as YA author Carrie Jones pointed out on her blog, there is no shortage of somewhat bizarre, certainly ridiculous and potentially explicit things that football announcers say. Madden especially. He’s a big pink turducken of vaguely erotic commentary.
My favorites from Jones’ list: “The guys love him. He puts them in different positions and they love him.” And: “He’s looking for holding and that’s all he’s looking for.”
However, the single greatest play I’ve heard of was a firsthand experience of Hubby: in the 1994 AFC playoff between the Dophins and the Chargers (who later went on to beat the Steelers,which sucked), Hubby saw Aubrey Beavers and Bryan Cox of the Dolphins converge to tackle Chargers running back Marion Butts. The call: say it out loud! “Cox and Beavers converge on Butts.”
How is this not the stuff of totally win-full and epic comedic contemporary romance?!
[Thanks to Stephanie Burgis for the link.]
