My dad used to call him “Pill James”.
Fortunately, we had the thermonuclear response: Bill Marcroft
Quality times.
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Listening to Bill Marcroft on the radio:
“He’s broken through the line and he’s off… the 50!.. the 40!.. the 30!.. the 20!.. the 10!.. DOWN at the 35 yard line.”
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My dad got to the point where he couldn’t listen to Marcroft on road game broadcasts. “He makes it sound like the entire world is against us. The refs, the chain gang, the other teams’ cheerleaders. I can’t take it!”
So, on some TV broadcasts we’d turn down the TV volume and put on Marcroft, to try and give my dad some perspective.
It didn’t work… but it was wild how off Bill was. I started calling him “Wild Bill”.
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Check it!
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It was terrible. If you happened to tune in part way thru the game, you were never sure what the score was, because he rarely said what it was, even when going to commercial breaks.
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The story of Marcroft at the urinal with his pants around his ankles has to be one of the funniest things I’ve ever read on UFN.
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“thats another Utah…first down, built by Industrial Supply!”
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I cant remember the last time I willingly had a football or basketball game on with volume. I turn it up to get thoughts on replays and stuff, but otherwise, I cant take it. Even legends like Gus Johnson…I prefer to watch in pure silence. (I know Bill Marcroft was radio).
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Some of the games Bill called, I so believe he was half in the bag. 
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He was like our own poor-man’s version of Harry Caray, in a Utah “gentile” kind of way.
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Joel Klatt likes the Utes.
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Ah Senioritis, we miss you so.
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