Can he go a sentence without using at least three cliches?

And the phony 80s/90s sportscaster persona. Holy moly, he’s a tough listen.

I’ll tell you what. When you look at how he dishes his vocal servings on a nightly basis, well, it makes me want to grab the nearest bucket and deposit a couple meals worth of goodies, then dump them all over my golden noggin. Marsh, you know what I’m laying down.