I was having a hard time deciding what was the lamest thing about this World Series — the defense, the umpiring, or that goddamn Chevy Chase commercial (is it on an endless loop or what?) — but last night sealed it: Switching to local fucking news during a World Series rain delay is flat-out the most pathetic thing I’ve ever seen. Rain delays are when announcers earn their money, because they have to improvise, they have to entertain, they have to work. How about an interview with a groundskeeper? How about getting a few of the players to talk about what it was like to play under those conditions? How about a review of past bad-weather postseason games (like Game 4 of the ’77 National League playoffs, when Tommy John pitched the Dodgers into the Series in a driving rain — in Philadelphia, by coincidence)? How about sticking around and covering the freaking story instead of handing it off to Joan and Bob telling us whose cat got lost up a goddamn tree? A national disgrace.