I want to say the Mets announcer in this clip with the serious cat fancy is Ron Darling, although it might be Keith Hernandez. Either way, they need to work on their inner monologue:
Yeah, see, here’s the thing about being a man, specifically one involved in sports as a profession: You cannot like cats. And even if you do, you can’t make it public knowledge, and you certainly cannot comment on how beautiful they are, even if they happen to have lovely white mittens. Cats are associated with lonely old women, who are bitter towards you and just about everything else that isn’t any one of their 16 cats, especially not their precious Siamese named Sabrina. So, Mr. Mets announcer, you aren’t a lonely old woman, are you? I didn’t think so. Time to man up, and get a dog.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go check in on Smokey. He’s 18 and that can of Meow Mix isn’t gonna open itself. Wait. I mean, er, cats are for pansies! Yeah! That’s what I meant. Nothing to see here. Carry on, dog lovers.
(H/T: The Fightins)
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