Sporting commentators are an eternal source of irritation in the AGB romper room. Especially when it comes to over-exaggeration. There are millions and millions and millions of examples but one that crops up again and again and again is "THAT'S THE BEST CATCH THERE EVER WAS!" as an international cricketer of 15 years experience accepts a miss-hit dolly at midwicket. The sort of catch a blind, incontinent grandmother, or Phil Tufnell, would swallow with her teeth still in. Now we're in the football season so we shouldn't also ignore the time honoured "THAT'S THE BEST MARK I'VE EVER SEEN!" after a finely honed athlete accepts a chest mark beside the point post after a 15 metre kick out. And his nearest opponent is in the next suburb. Another that bugs me is the exaggeration of a teams improvement. A team that has a buzz about it. Like Freo. Granted Freo have never before won five in a row, but today Tim Gossage or Dean Kemp or the other guy, Whatsisface, I think it was Whatsisface, described their win thus... "That's FIVE in a row! It doesn't get any better than that!" Disregarding the far fetched notion that six is probably, possibly, I-could-be-out-of-line-here-maybe better than five there's only one forecast. Bleak. Bleak with a sprinkling of gloom. With nothing more to play for they may as well chuck it in right now. Do these commentators EVER listen to themselves?