People are pretty funny. For years, a lot of us have been openly begging and praying for any of the major networks to step up to the plate and start a 24/7 sports channel that could rival ESPN. NBC, bless its big greedy heart, has given it a shot, but mostly to hilariously awful results. That’s what happens when your best show features Peter King and Mikey Florio pretending to be cool kids in J-school. (Also, run Michelle Beadle, run!)

But word broke recently that Rupert Murdoch was busting out the checkbook to fire up FOX Sports 1, a new network that would shake the foundation of televised sports journalism as we know it. And then it was revealed yesterday that part of that foundation would be daily sports shows starring Regis Philbin and Terry Bradshaw and we were all like, “Oh come the f*ck on.”

Alas, lost in that crappy, awful-old-white-dudes-talking-about-things-that-bother-them news is some great news for us UFC fans. Notably that FOX Sports 1 is going to give us even more live discussions.

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We hope you enjoyed it while it lasted.

Psy’s international hit ‘Gangnam Style’ has gone Full Macarena. What started off as funny thing to share with people on the Internet became a legitimate crossover success, grew into a slew of on-the-ball parody videos and eventually became a kinda-tired thing that was still fun to do with cheerleaders. Now, thanks to NFL On Fox, Gangnam Style has reached its penultimate evolutionary milestone: it’s a thing old people do when they’re trying to be funny. Now it either has to explode, or show up five years from now in an Adam Sandler comedy (or on wrestling) to complete the cycle.

Anyway, they look like they’re having fun, so I can’t talk too much shit about it, but man, I don’t ever want Jimmy Johnson to look at me like that again. It’s like he’s erotically churning butter.

[h/t Sports Crackle Pop]

Let’s rock.

Each week, Sports On TV looks at the 20 (or so) greatest sports-related moments from television shows that aren’t always about sports. This week we tackle the low-brow 1987-97 FOX classic ‘Married… With Children’, and honestly, it’s the closest we’ve come to saying f**k it and just writing about sports shows. MWC featured more sports moments and guest appearances than almost any other sitcom, and even featured a sports moments clip-show in the middle of its 10th season. Instead of just finding that on YouTube and posting it here, we’ve put together our own list.

The entire run of ‘Married…’ is currently streaming on Netflix, so if you read about Al Bundy punching a heavyset lady in the stomach or beating a bunch of old people at track and field and want to check it out, you can do so there. If our top 20 didn’t feature your favorite moment, be sure to drop down into the comments section and let us know what we missed.

But for now, enjoy the 20 greatest sports moments from ‘Married… With Children’. Let’s get the greatest moment in television history out of the way first …

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YOU'RE ALL LIKE HITLER, YEAH WOOO

Last night’s 45th Annual Country Music Association Awards featured a lot of the usual suspects — Taylor Swift crying about winning an award she expected to win, a touching tribute to Texas Ranger La Boeuf and Darius Rucker turning “and the Blowfish” into a full-blown country music career — but the best parts were when sports guys showed up, because I haven’t gone lifestyle yet and can’t write about The Zac Brown Band on my sports blog.

Erin Andrews usually shows up at these things and is worth a slideshow by herself, but thankfully 2011′s sports content was bolstered by an appearance by Hank Williams Jr., hot off his summer of evoking Godwin’s Law, apologizing-for-things-but-not-really and rerecording songs to make them be about how much he hates ESPN. He appeared and made a few jokes about himself that never turned him into the bad guy, and the Reba-filled audience responded like you’d imagine.

Oh, and David Freese was there, but nobody knew who he was. I thought he was Prince Fielder for like, five minutes.

Anyway, please click through to enjoy Erin Andrews, Hank Jr.’s parody of a parody of a parody and additional Erin Andrews.

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Amid the fallout after the determination by Ocmulgee Circuit District Attorney Fred Bright that Ben Roethlisberger would not face criminal charges relating to his alleged hanky-panky in a Georgia nightclub earlier this year is the news that Fox NFL analyst/resident hick Terry Bradshaw ain’t none too fond of Big Ben and his highfalutin’ antics.

Speaking at a golf tournament Monday, the Chrome Dome Where No One’s Home had this to say about his fellow Steelers quarterbacking brethren and the kind of hijinks Roethlisberger frequently partakes in:

“I hardly ever went a club — ever — in 14 years in Pittsburgh. Count ‘em on one hand. I was petrified of the problems you can get into. And I almost got into — it’s there, believe me.

“There’s nothing greater if you’re single than to walk into a bar with beautiful women, and have them just fill your ego up. And you ask yourself, ‘Would they pay any attention to you if you weren’t, you know, who you are?’ Of course not. Because I’m not that attractive, and neither is Ben. So it’s nice that you can do that (Bradshaw flicks his arm, mimicking throwing a football).

“But he’s got to be careful. Stay out — I don’t want to give him any advice, because he’s not going to pay attention to me. [...] He’s got an image problem right now. Best thing to do is don’t ever put yourself in that position again. When you’re through playing football, do whatever you want to do, but right now, stay clean. Stay out of trouble. Stay out of bars. Keep yourself clean.”

“Our relationship is not any good. When I told him to park the motorcycle, he got pissed. Alright? Then he had the accident. And since then, there’s, you know … he doesn’t like me, and I’m learning not to like him. -Shutdown Corner.

Ohhhhh, snap! Hoo boy, Big Ben, you just got served up a countrified serving of Down Home Wisdom smothered in mighty tasty helpin’ of sausage gravy! Yes, indeed, good sir!

And if Roethlisberger thinks Bradshaw was being tough on him, that is going to be nothing compared to the wrath and fury “Der Kommissar” Roger Goodell will likely unleash upon him when they meet some time this week. Goodell doesn’t have much need for layering tasty condiments like sausage gravy to soften his anger, to put it mildly. Or something. Further, I’m pretty sure Goodell couldn’t care less that Big Ben apologized “for the disappointment and negative attention I brought to my family, my teammates, coaches, the Rooneys and the NFL.” Just a hunch.