Scully talks too much.
You’d never know there was a game going on, listening to him babble.
I think his age is showing, in that his short-term memory is gone. He relies on reading statistics and press book bios most of the time from his monitors, frequently repeating himself. When Kershaw pitched the other night, he called him Koufax two or three times. He calls Arizona's Goldschmidt "Goldsmith," for instance. Dexter Fowler, of the Rockies, is always "daddy longlegs." And then there's the "zephyr blowing from left to right" and a ton of self-consciously mundane side comment references to art and literature, attempting to display his erudition.
As a lifelong listener and admirer of Vin Scully, it's painful for me to address this decline. When he sticks to describing the play on the field, he's the best there ever was. His play-by-play is beyond compare; but what they call the "color" has become annoying to me. I'm turning his voice off for much of each game.
And don't get me started on Eric Collins.