I've been saying for days how great it is that young fans have gotten to finally watch serious October baseball during the day this year. And then the sexy blond with the British accent appears on the screen. She seductively tells me it's okay if "I can't finish what I started." Viagra can help.
This has been an on-going theme over the last several years. Advertisers are basically trying to sell me beer and Viagra while watching sports. Or Cialis, of course.
It's not just once in a while, it's all the time, with the occasional truck commercial.
If I did have an "issue," guess what? I would go and see my doctor. Why must children be subjected to listen to the sultry voice of impossibly beautiful women coming on the airwaves pitching E.D. medication?
Whatever happened to peanuts and cracker jack?