Look, I love the "Penn State Football Story". It's been a staple of my Sunday mornings for as long as I can remember watching Penn State football. Okay, the length of actual game highlights has completely dwindled over the years, but the recent addition of the in-depth player/family profiles is nice. Besides, nobody other than NFL Films can make a four-win season seem like such a magnificent accomplishment. And talk about the memory hole -- good luck finding episodes of the PSFS about a Penn State loss on the internets!
However, I'm not sure I can ever defend the following atrocity, which was broadcast on this past weekend's PSFS. Try to choke back your vomit and suppress the urge to convulse:
Seriously? SERIOUSLY? It's like a bad rave, only in place of the hypnotic effects of your grandfather's oxycontin, there's an actual octogenerian screaming gibberish over a thumping beat.