Mark Jackson And Jeff Van Gundy Talked Brownies Instead Of Basketball, And I Can't Even Blame Them

I absolutely loathe small talk, and I'm not really a huge dessert guy, but I'll be damned the combination wasn't a welcomed addition to a broadcast that I hardly wanted to watch - never mind hear - any more of. I don't even know what else to say about the travesty that has become the Western Conference Finals, and that's why I can't criticize Mark Jackson and Jeff Van Gundy for choosing to bicker about a bitter sweet ending to their man dinner. Lord knows what else they are going to use to fill dead air, but if we are treated to another performance like we were in Game 2 then it would have to be about their post-meal bathroom visits on Mexican night to stink as much as the basketball we'd be watching. I'm starting to think that they should kick off games by having an unrelated dialogue and only begin to acknowledge said games when they prove that they might still be mildly competitive in the second half. The NBA playoffs have lost the benefit of the doubt, and I wouldn't even mind if they completely lost the attention of their most trusted commentators. At the very least it would help said commentators relate to the average/bored/distacted viewer who is keenly aware that Mark Jackson is working harder to stay awake than Mike Brown is while holding his former position as coach of Warriors.