There's something therapeutic about watching someone running and falling. At one point or another its happened to all of us.
A recent Brazilian Campeorato Alagoana match was highlighted when Diego Pereira Correa lost control of his limps. The Brazilian midfielder was running up the pitch with the ball when he suddenly lost his footing and balance before tumbling down, without any pressure from an opponent.
It must have been a ghost.
The commentator covering the match absolutely lost his mind and let out some type of squeal before infectious joy charged from his mouth. Instead of handling it like a professional broadcaster he embraced the fun. My kind of sports commentator.
I wonder how the great Vin Scully would handle this type of situation?