It’s not about the appearance so much – a TRULY committed impersonator would have shaved his head, even for 9 seconds, obviously. It’s about the choreography, the timing and the set-dressing, which captures the Simpsons patriarch’s pre-game ritual perfectly.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go do my own imitation of this scene. Not for any cameras, mind you, but to fill the inner hole of insecurity with an artery blocking plug of junk food. It totally works, right?