I like Bob Costas. One of the most polished broadcasters working today and hands down the best dressed. I have it on good authority that part of his wardrobe for the Olympics hails from 3 East 48th Street here in New York City. At least the better looking stuff.
In 1995, I attended an award ceremony for Bud Selig at the Pfister Hotel in Milwaukee. I sat at a table directly in front of the podium with fellow employees and listened as Selig mistakenly (or not) introduced my table as executives and owners of another major league baseball team. We all looked at each other and I leaned over to a friend who was divorced and whispered, "Tim, if you can't get laid tonight you never will."
After Selig spoke he introduced Bob Costas. There were some thank yous and some insider jokes involving the Milwaukee Braves and then Costas told this story. You might like it. You may not. You will never forget it.