I didn’t have much access to a television over the last couple of games, because I was doing a fair amount of driving. Although I love Pat Hughes as much as a man can love another man without some sort of lubricant, I prefer to watch the games on television when I get a chance. And while I might not have as much vitriol for Ron Santo as Mike D. does, I, too, have grown tired of Santo’s whining, “woe is me” attitude. Suffice it to say, I wasn’t particularly looking forward to following a good portion of the Nationals series with my ears instead of my eyes. Imagine my surprise when I tuned in to WGN radio this weekend to find Keith Moreland working with Pat to provide a pleasant, informative, refreshing, and completely coherent broadcast.

During the time I spent listening to Moreland, Keith was well-informed, funny, and actually informative. For example, I’m sure many of you know that there’s no actual check-swing “rule” in baseball. Whether a batter checks his swing or not is left to the discretion of each individual umpire. I suspect a lot of intelligent baseball fans (and certainly almost all of the dumb ones) assume that a swing occurs when a batter breaks the plane of the front of the plate. In fact, the “break the plane” rule is just a rule of thumb. During the game on Sunday, Moreland talked about the lack of a check-swing rule in baseball and about the significant leeway umpires have in defining a “swing.” It was more informative than anything Santo has said in years, and damned if Keith’s Southern drawl isn’t charming.

Moreland has experience, as he currently serves as the radio color commentator for the Texas Longhorns’ baseball and football teams. I don’t think it would take much to get him out of the college radio booth and back into Major League Baseball. Oh, and he has the second-most career hits in the College World Series behind Cubs folk hero, Sam Fuld. Hell, I don’t even care if Santo stays. Let Ron babble incoherently and sing the Seventh-Inning Stretch. Let him sit as the third man in the booth until (1) the team gives him a fatal heart attack, or (2) he gets into the Hall of Fame so he can shut up about it.

In case you haven’t listened to a Cubs radio broadcast with Moreland, do yourself a favor. Listen to one before the next homestand, when Santo is scheduled to return. If you’re the Cubs front office, do the rest of us a favor:

Hire Keith Moreland.