Christmas Ape shared an awesome Chris Berman tirade video last week, and now courtesy of SPORTSbyBROOKS, we have a couple more. First up, a groping, creepy Swami:
That even made me cry a little inside, and I was an altar boy. Check out one more classic after the jump where Berman says Bobby Knight's favorite word a lot:
Isn't there a parable about having sex with a colt and a ram? -KD
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Berman's always reminded me of Dom DeLuise, what with the fat ass and all. These latest videos actually remind me a bit more of Andrew Dice Clay. Sans talent, of course.
You know where to find me. I'll be up to my fat ass in sluts drinking a cheap clean Santa Barbara chardonnay.
Fuck Rudolph! Have truer words ever been spoke. Fuck Rudolph indeed.
I need more of these videos… Berman is a comedic genius
He was talking about that wine like it was funny car fuel. Which, I guess in a way, it is. Also, "Andrew Dice Clay, sans talent": redundant?
Jesus Christ, that's one creepy dude. He talks like he's in one of those fake reality shows where they say really boring mundane shit but overact because they know they're on camera. Terrifying.
vinceneilyoung: See, that was supposed to be the funny part. It was meant to make Berman sound less than less-talented than Andrew "Dice" Clay, who is a talentless jackass.
Despite the difference in our senses of humor, I think we can agree that Berman saying, "I hope I'm there the next time you have the bottle," while staring creepily at Rebecca as she walks away was almost certainly Berman's foreplay to a night of unbridled passion, punctuated by intervals of wine bottle sodomy.
In the heat of battle my father wove a tapestry of obscenities that as far as we know is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.
Kudos, Tim, for the Christmas Story reference. Now, whenever I see that scene, I will be haunted by thoughts of Berman, which will probably cause me to envision Brady Quinn in that pink bunny outfit, which may cause me to think of that creepy scene in The Shining involving the dude getting serviced by the other dude in the animal outfit. In short, I can never watch that movie again. Thanks for ruining Christmas.
First fuck up; says Christmas instead of Hannukah
2nd; says the wine "not that expensive" then tries to cover for giving her a cheap gift.
3rd; hitting on her when he's that fat and bald.