With the life-altering news that Gus Johnson is being groomed to be the voice of the 2018 World Cup, the only thing left to contemplate is whether or not I should try to go into a five-year hibernation until the magical day arrives or whether I should simply put the 2014 World Cup on mute and use a Gus Johnson soundboard to get me through the tournament instead of kidnapping Gus and making him announce from my living room, kind of like that crazy old woman did to the guy in that Stephen King book “Misery.”
Seriously, how much better will Gus Johnson make soccer? For all those people who are turned off by the lack of excitement and actual scoring that goes on in the sport, listening to Gus go into cardiac arrest when someone actually scores on a header will be more than enough to make up for the 80 minutes of passing back and forth near midfield.
