FUCK LES MOONVES.

HOW DO YOU SCREW THIS UP? It’s literally a no-brainer. Hey guys, we have a million and one details to work out, but the Vandross is on ice and ready to siphon sports tears. You can’t get it wrong. You can’t screw it up. The decision to use that Jennifer Hudson bastardized version in 2010 proved that you don’t improve upon greatness. Is Vandross dead or something? He is dead? OK. This is his legacy then. One Shining Moment. It’s the gift that literally keeps on giving. The highlights are just an afterthought. I immediately start sobbing when I hear those first few piano keys. It’s Pavlovian at this point. And now Villanova is gonna win the National Championship and I’m gonna get stuck with fucking The Weekend or something. Oh God it’s gonna be The Weekend and his heptagonal hair, isn’t it?

Making matters worse is that they LIED about it. From the Washington Post, March 16:

“We had a discussion with Turner about it and it was decided that’s something fans have become used to,” CBS Sports chairman Sean McManus told USA Today, “and it would be a good and appropriate way to finish off the tournament as we have for the last 30 years.”

WHAT WENT WRONG? It had to be Moonves, right? Some licensing rights nonsense or something. A big media conglomerate battle gone awry. And now we’re left with The Weekend. FUCK LES MOONVES.