Despite the name and expressed mission statement of this site, I am under no obligation to write about announcing, awful or otherwise, on the weekends. Thanks to your esteemed editor, I can pretty much write about whatever I want. The NCAA tournament? Okay. High school sports? Could happen. Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens? Hell yeah.

But seriously - when something that pretty much defines "awful announcing" falls into your lap, how do you just turn it away?

The following comes to you courtesy of The Postmen and The Feed, and features a gentleman having a rough day at work. There's a fine line between "awful" and "awesome", and Dan Moriarty is walking it.