Merchant doesn't really translate well here and Kellerman even less. Merchant may have been the colour commentary guy, and I can see the drunk uncle analogy, but for us here the nearest equivalent was probably Jim Watt. Unlike Merchant Jim was an ex pro who knew what it took to step thru those ropes but he was certainly a marmite character. Loads of people hated Watt, but i kind of liked him. I rarely agreed with him or his commentary but that is not the point. He became a familiar voice, and like a local draft beer that is not your favourite, but all that is available down the Ferrret and Felcher, you get used to it. It is like having an old friend, there next to you on the sofa, as much a tradition as the boring anthems and the rush to grab another bottle between rounds.

We are going to miss that with all this choice. Streams? Schmeems. Having to put up with stuff builds character and makes you enjoy the fight despite and sometimes because you want that timbre, that familiar roll and rhythm, even if it is to laugh at how diametrically opposed they may be to you in the reading of a fight.