In the pic of Scully and O'Malley, notice the Lucky Strike carton and big bottle of beer. Nice touch you wouldn't see in today's PC fascism culture.
Posted on 03/29/2011 11:49:11 AM PDT by La Enchiladita
Jack Norworth, the lyricist of "Take Me Out to the Ballgame," never saw a baseball game until years after he wrote the song.
But that's OK. You don't have to see a game to appreciate the game. Just turn on your radio.
Likely, your father took you to your first baseball game. Likely, he tried to explain it. Likely, he failed. Enter Vincent Edward Scully, formerly of the Bronx, Manhattan and Brooklyn, now of Chavez Ravine.
...Come spring, and the baseball cards arrived at the Owl drugstore like swallows returning to Capistrano. "Who's Who In Baseball" showed up on the magazine racks, and a friendly voice resonated on the family Philco.
"It's time for Dodgers baseball," Scully intones.
(Excerpt) Read more at sbsun.com ...
No, there isn't much left of the world of 1958, barely the ghost of a smile. But there is Vin Scully.
I’m still here!
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?:^)
Well written article. Thanks for posting.
Excluding Jon Miller, the SF Giants probably have two of the worst, IMHO.
“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.”
And Bob Miller, announcer for the LA Kings, also at the Forum.
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”.
It won’t be the same without Ernie Harwell.
I enjoyed hearing him call an exhibition game last night, Dodgers v. Angels. He always throws in a funny, wry observation of the play. He truly loves this game and all the characters involved in it.
In the pic of Scully and O'Malley, notice the Lucky Strike carton and big bottle of beer. Nice touch you wouldn't see in today's PC fascism culture.
The SOB O’Malley standing with his arm on Scully’s sholder. Taken in the press box at Ebbits Field
The guy sure was blessed with a great set of pipes and a real gift for the language. Not ever living in Dodger land, I didn’t get to hear him that often, but it was always a pleasure listening to him do a game when I had the opportunity.
Let me guess. You are still bitter about the Dodgers’s move to the west coast.....
I had forgotten that for years Scully also announced NFL games, he was the one that called “The Catch” in the 49ers-Cowboys NFC Championship Game.
Peter Angelos singlehandedly drove the baseball’s best commentator (yup, Jon Miller) out of Baltimore because he wasn’t enough of a cheerleader for the team.
No winning seasons since ‘97 makes it hard to be a cheerleader.
Don't blame O'Malley for The Bums leaving Brooklyn. Blame Robert Moses.
I bet though it does not change the mind of those who continue to hate O'Malley.
Moses screwed up a lot of things in New York.
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