Please no more Storm. No more Harlan.

Once upon a time a female broadcaster, Gayle Gardner at NBC in New York,  got caught when a power failure during the network’s telecast of an Orange Bowl left her having to improvise live on television, something co host Paul Maguire did no better than she.

Precious few in the field could have. Gardner was soon no longer with NBC, no great loss, but surely those who came after, especially Hannah Storm, really Storen, proved so much worse.

Yesterday in similar, but not as prolonged circumstances, ESPN had the wrong highlights, showing Colorado/Stanford and not Oklahoma/Baylor as Storm thought.

After botching and confusing the highlights, she finally was made aware. Too late in my book, get rid of her please.

Yet I know the cause is hopeless. Storm is in “raining/reigning” over our intelligence. Once at a Frank Sinatra performance he said you need not stand. Going from an undeniable talent (Sinatra) to a needless example of no progress for anyone, (Storm), you need not ask why.

Worse is the case of loud, abrasive, downright no “play by play acumen,” Kevin Harlan, who actually is the lead radio voice of the NFL as he has “broadcast” at least the last 3 Super Bowls on radio.

Once the glorious Marty Glickman delineated every two or three yards on radio broadcasts. Now WFAN’s Bob Papa talks of two things the runner does before telling the RADIO audience how many yards were gained or lost.

Harlan, the son of  big NFL executive Bob Harlan, takes that to a higher even more insulting level with a greater armor of teflon than Ronald Reagan and Frank Gifford, two of the biggest, combined.

Yesterday, fortunately on television and not radio, but still inexcusable Harlan given the nickname “Elephant Mouth” as he NEVER stops talking, clearly stated Philadelphia Eagles’ running back Darren Sproles was TACKLED behind the line of scrimmage on a key 4th down play in the Miami Dolphins game vs the Eagles.

Problem: Harlan then added with no apology he (Sproles) made the first down.

Exactly 45 years earlier on November 15, 1970 during a classic radio broadcast of a great game between the New York Giants and Washington Redskins, Marty Glickman in the excitement, suggested “those driving might pull over to the side of the road.” It was a great comment from a person who made me want to be a broadcaster.

Now in the case of Harlan, years after my career never started, I fear crashes from those too involved in games forced to listen to him on the radio. Try it from home and see/hear why my rage is justified.

You do not have to be John Fogerty to know the “storm,” (Hannah, Kevin Harlan and others) will get worse. Also certain: the copycat, cowardly, no talent producers in charge will not “stop the rain” nor the reign of ineptitude in sports broadcasting.