I know that I'm going to get raked over the coals for this because you were such a wonderful Gator player and are, I'm told, such a sweet person; however, as far as I'm concerned, this has to be said. I have never criticized an active Gator player, but you no longer wear the Orange and Blue; you supposedly are a professional color announcer; and, as such, you are not above criticism. Moreover, I've tried to be patient and allow you to mature in your job. I've even e-mailed INM Sports asking them to speak to you, but nothing has changed. In fact, in my opinion, they are worse than ever. The fact is, Megan, at present you are a terrible color announcer. While sometimes you manage to make a pertinent observation, relying upon your extensive knowledge of softball, most of the time these nuggests are overwhelmed by the sheer volume of you babbling and stating the obvious after every single pitch. Respectfully, you are afflicted with a common announcer's disease, verbal diarrhea. In addition, you've never met a cliche that you didn't like or couldn't mangle. For me, at least, things are so bad that I mute the broadcast sound after every pitch and only listen when the pitcher goes into her motion so I can get the count and sometimes even the score. Sometimes, Megan, less is more. Please, please, please, don't analyse everthing to death after every pitch. And please, don't just ramble on and on and on.