ESPN2 4:30 est on weekdays. He sits in a kitchen with his lovable ridiculous father who butchers simple names and gets ridiculously exuberant about pretty "random" (yeah yeah SO RANDOM I'M A CHILD OF DIVORCE GIMME A BREAK) things, such as odd footage of a, I dunno, anything. You do not need to be able to absorb the beauty of this tall sweaty Cuban sportswriter's immense skill at delivering verbiage of a nature that is unmatched. It does not take it self seriously at all, he doesn't, and and ... Double Rainbow! Its a double rainbow!
In other words, just because I don't get out and get some fresh air does not mean I cannot appreciate S-ranked oxygen! What did I just even say???