Oct. 31 (Bloomberg) -- Robert Goulet, the singer whose rich baritone voice and classic tall, dark, dashing good looks made him a star on stage and television, has died. He was 73.
That's nice, but what did Robert Goulet do that was so great as to be eulogized in this fine establishment? Only a series of the finest television advertisments ever produced.
Back when ESPN was good, before college hoops became the NBAs farm system, and the sidelines were paced by a veritible Mount Rushmore of larger-than-life coaches, the Worldwide Leader™ needlessly blew the budget to remind me what I already knew—park my ass on the couch Monday and Wednesday nights...in January, not just March.
Here's a taste...
Goulet's website has high-quality videos of all sixteen ads—they're a total flashback to a carefree time of watching ungodly quantities of sports for me, and you should at least check out numbers 5, 9 and, oh...15, I guess...fuck it—they're all great. Dig.
Nobody was more smooth than Mr. G., baby. So smooth he had a candy bar, capische?
