In college I dated a girl from Upper Montclair. I picked her up at her house and she was late dressing so I was ushered into the Sitting Room to wait. Her Dad introduced me to their dinner guests. Mr and Mrs Berra and their friends Mr & Mrs Rizzuto. I said Hello and thanked them for that wonderful bowling alley.
Phil Rizutto was a little before my time, didn't he play shortstop or second base.
I never have been a huge baseball fan, but my Father certainly was. I remember he would fall asleep on worknights with the radio on, listening to the ballgame.
I still have my first baseball glove that he gave me in 1962: it's a Phil Rizutto Signature model.