[La Enchiladita]

Now, it seems the only constant we have left is baseball, and even that has changed so dramatically as to render itself less than trustworthy. We never know if seasons will be played, or completed, if owners will turn out to be crooks, if stars will stay with their teams or jump ship, or be suspended, or turn out to be the sort of person our parents warned us to stay away from.

No, there isn't much left of the world of 1958, barely the ghost of a smile. But there is Vin Scully.

[pgkdan]

I’m still here!

[La Enchiladita]

Scully has been doing Dodgers broadcasts since 1950, when no one had heard of Mickey Mantle, Willie Mays or Hank Aaron. Andy Messersmith and Dave McNally, the first in a long line of free agents, were still in knee pants. And the East Germans were just starting to inject their athletes with steroids.

...Counting spring training and the postseason, Scully has now broadcast more than 10,000 Dodgers games. He doesn't work every game any more, and there is a marked drop-off on those nights he doesn't work, but that's been true for a long, long time.

Ready for the new season, girlfriend?:^)

[Ditto]

Well written article. Thanks for posting.

[Michael.SF.]

For many years LA had probably two of the best announcers in all of sports in town: Vinnie at Chavez Ravine and Chick Hearn at the Forum.

[oldbill]

Scully learned it all from Mel Allen and Red Barber, the class act two boroughs away in the Bronx.

“It’s going, going, gone - a Ballantine blast! How about that folks?!”

“And with Whitey Ford in the catbird seat, Mel, the Dodgers aren’t going anywhwere today but back to Brooklyn”.

[BenLurkin]

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