I watch football on my computer, illegally streamed from a Swedish cable television station. These are the Swedes who come on for commentary during commercial breaks. They are, above all else, very earnest seeming. I have no idea what they are talking about, but they do seem to have a fairly good grasp of the football terminology - it sounds like "touchdown smorgasborgenblad halfback morgenmalganmeatball Joe Flacco," or something like that.
It's amazing to see the sunlight of middle-America flash on my computer screen, beamed to the dark, Russian night via Sweden.