Ahh...memories.
It's Summer, 1968. Cincinnati. I'm about 10 years old. It's 9:30 at night. Grandpa and Grandma are in their cushioned rockers at either side of the front porch, rocking back and forth in a barely perceptible motion. It's a muggy night but it has cooled a lot since the 95 degree heat of the day. I'm sitting on the steps in the middle of the front porch. The Katydids are making a hell of a noise and the fireflies in the field across the street are like fireworks.
Grandpa is drinking his Hudepohl beer from a two handled enameled quart size pot. Grandma is sipping hers from a glass. She hates the taste but she says, "It helps me sleep." I've got my Vernor's ginger ale. Ice cold in a clear glass bottle with the yellow and green painted-on label.
The Reds are on the radio sitting next to Grandpa's chair and they're whipping the Cards at Crosley Field downtown.
Life could not be sweeter.
Fast forward 7 years and I had almost the exact scene, but was listening to the Big Red Machine beat another team on their way to the World Series.
I have some of the same memories, just change a few things....
Thanks for posting yours, brought back mine!
My other AM radio sports memory as a kid was Fort Wayne Komet Hockey on WOWO. They were a AA minor league team on one of the country’s most powerful radio stations. Could get their games all over the East Coast until Air America bought WOWO and neutered its signal. Bob Chase is 89 and still calls their games.
I have such warm memories from the 60’s and 70’s of sitting out on the porch as a kid in the evening and listening to Vin Scully taking his turn on the radio calling the LA Dodger games (the LA announcers back then would take turns calling both radio and TV). That feeling will always be summer for me.