Seems every MLB telecast now comes with a dare: How many extraneous, superfluous and mindless artificial additives can we endure before we tap out?

How much empty yak and phony belly laughs from the booth can we indulge? How many distracting interviews, misapplied and mindless stats? How many gambling come-ons or “first 18,000 guests” promos?

How much more bad baseball can be witnessed but left unspoken by paid TV experts?

How many meaningless stats and full-screen StatCast graphics can be presented as meaningful? How many “who cares?” examinations and dubious identifications of every pitch and their velocities? How many swing-and-miss Steve Gelbs’ not-funny comedic intrusions when none are needed?