How about an honest answer?

December 27th, 2009

The offseason for baseball broadcasters always brings new hope for announcers hoping to make a move up the ladder.   This offseason provided several opportunities at both the major league and minor league levels.  Applying for openings can be both exciting and frustrating.    For some, this offseason has already been exciting, and for others, frustrating.    One of the most difficult questions to have answered for those who fall short is, “What separated me from the guy you hired?”

This year I’ve had the opportunity to talk to several announcers who applied for, but did not receive job offers for a few of the openings available this year.  Unfortunately, they also failed to receive an explanation as to why they were not selected.  That is where the frustration lies for many talented broadcasters.  We all know that many, if not most decisions are extremely subjective.   The right sound for the ear of the right decision maker often times makes a difference.   Most announcers who fall short just want to know why and how they can improve for the next opportunity.  Yet, the answer many get is, “We just decided to go in another direction.”

I remember several occasions early in my career when I finished out of the running for a few jobs.  Several times I was told I didn’t have enough experience, and other times I was told I just didn’t have the right sound.  Each time I was devastated, but at least I knew why I didn’t get the job.  For several announcers this year, all they had to hang their hats on was, “We’re going in a different direction.”

For those who may be in a position to make or break someone’s career please provided an honest critique of an applicant’s talents.  Something a little more than a general direction.

Mario Impemba is the play-by-play voice of the Detroit Tigers on Fox Sports Detroit

My Ford Frick choice: Graham McNamee

December 9th, 2009

Of all the very worthy broadcasters mentioned on this site as “next in line for induction,” into the Hall of Fame as  Ford Frick honorees, every single one should be there, in my opinion.  Their candidacies make all the sense in the world, and at least two dozen by my count should be shoe-ins..

But before we get too far into this discussion, let’s back up a few years, with a stroll back in time, a history lesson of sorts, back to the early 1920’s.  I speak specifically about broadcasting’s infancy.  Harold Arlen, an engineer at KDKA in Pittsburgh had already given the world the first radio broadcast of a baseball game in 1921, an August win for the Pirates 8-5 against their rival Philadelphia Phillies.  But, a series of serendipities two years later, turned baseball broadcasting into an art form.

Until that time, most play by play on the toddling medium known as radio, fell into the hands of those lovable, ink stained wretches from the sports writing craft.  Some legendary stories exist concerning how bad those broadcasts were in those days, but that’s a story for a different forum.   Those struggles set the stage for something very special.

A dashing young man named Graham McNamee, gifted with a tremendously strong baritone singing voice, moved from St.Paul, Minnesota to New York City in 1923 to pursue a career as an opera singer.  While on a break from Jury Duty and on his way to a singing rehearsal, young Graham stopped into the studios at WEAF radio in Manhattan.

At that time, the station relied mostly on recorded transcriptions for programming.  But when Graham McNamee stepped to the microphone that day, a potential singing star turned instead into an icon..

McNamee became WEAF’s jack of all trades.  News, political conventions, interviews with the famous, were McNamee’s signature.  Ground-breaking with an air of raw excitement as his stock-in-trade, Graham McNamee  became the most recognized radio personality in  New York City, and ultimately the U.S.  As he drove his huge Cadillac up and down Broadway, he greeted every traffic cop he knew, stopped and visited with adoring fans who refused to miss a McNamee appearance.  He became a cult hero. Rock stars and rappers had nothing on McNamee’s magnetism and popularity.  But sports ultimately defined him and his ultimate historical importance.

Name the sporting event and Graham McNamee armed with his famous intro, “Good evening ladies and gentlemen of the radio audience, I am Graham McNamee,” riveted listeners to their radio sets and set the stage for excitement to follow.

The first national broadcast of the Rose Bowl and the Dempsey-Tunney Championship fight in 1927 only set the stage for McNamee’s pristene work in baseball. From the Giants-Yankees World Series in 1923 at the Polo Grounds, to the 1926 Yankees-St.Louis Cardinals World Series to Babe Ruth’s called shot in the 1932 World Series against the Cubs–Graham McNamee had the call.

“I lobbied since the inception of radio announcers into the Hall of Fame that they put in THE pioneer, the original, the man who started it all,” echoed the late Dodgers and Yankees Hall of Famer Red Barber. “Graham McNamee should be there.”

“He’s the father of us all,” says the veteran Dick Enberg, referring to the dapper McNamee.

The endorsement of those two broadcasters alone should be enough to sway Frick voters.  Graham McNamee died 67 years ago, announcing his final, “Good night, all,” to millions of listeners.   Few, if any recordings of this legend exist.  Still, if you believe pioneers lit the way for us all, then it’s only fitting that THE pioneer hold down a revered spot in Cooperstown.

Mike Capps has called Round Rock Express baseball for 10 seasons. He has worked on-air and behind-the-camera for WFAA-TV in Dallas/Fort Worth, for ABC News in St. Louis and KPRC-TV in Houston. While working for CNN, Capps covered the Gulf War as well as the Waco Siege, which garnered him an Emmy Nomination and a CableACE Award.

Improving the Ford Frick process

December 7th, 2009

Subjectivity.  The very root of the business we love.   This time we’re talking subjectivity in the process for picking the Ford Frick Award winner.

Most recently we have Joe Block, a young man with both professional baseball and basketball broadcasting experience, campaigning for former Montreal Expos iconic broadcaster Jacques Doucet as his choice as Ford Frick Award winner.  Joe knows broadcasters.  His represents an outstanding choice, no doubt.

It’s also extremely hard to argue against Daron Sutton, a second generation baseball broadcaster at the top of his game, and his insistence that the late Toronto Blue Jays announcer Tom Cheek receive the top baseball broadcasting honor.

A month or so ago, Mario Impemba who worked around Ernie Harwell and should know a thing or two about HOFers, mentioned his major league mentor Bob Starr.  Of course I am prejudiced there because Mario and Bob were on hand the day I made the decision to switch from news to baseball.

Having said all this, and after looking over the list of candidates fulfilling the criteria for possible enshrinement, I just simply threw up my hands.

How in the world will the voters, HOF broadcasters themselves, and a group of media experts, ever pick one and only one from this group?   Of the numbers listed as candidates, about 200 as I count, I can make an easy case for at least two dozen and maybe more than that if I stopped to think about it.

So what I’m merely pointing out presents to me the ultimate dilema in picking any person for any award, given the fact we all have personal preferences and prejudices, and most especially picking baseball broadcasters.  We all have our favorites.  As I child of radio, and thanks to the preponderance of numerous fifty thousand watt radio stations in middle America that carried baseball, I grew up on Gene Elston with the Houston Colt 45s and then the Astros, Harry Caray and Jack Buck in St.Louis, Herb Carneal with the Twins and of course, Ernie Harwell in Detroit.   Think I wasnt lucky to tune into that Hall of Fame group every night?

So, the process it seems to me, amounts to personal connection or affection, with a flavor of regionalism thrown in.  I mean seriously, how does a sportswriter or broadcast writer from the midwest subjectively pick someone from the west coast, especially someone they’ve never seen or heard much?   Nigh onto impossible, I’d say.    Now, for HOF announcers the choices may be a little more clear. Because of their stature, they’ve been there and know what it takes to succeed at the highest level.

If the time-honored process of “best of the best of their era,” holds then the choice become a little more clear.  But, winnowing down to the final choice must be an unmitigatged nightmare.

In a strange sense, this reminds me a bit of the process major league teams face in hiring broadcasters in the first place.  Maybe front offices should take a lesson from The Baseball Hall of Fame, and hire HOFers or at least former major league broadcasters as consultants when faced with the job of finding a new broadcaster.  Seriously, who in an organization is as qualified to know what it takes moreso than someone who has done it…and done it better than anyone else?

Mike Capps has called Round Rock Express baseball for 10 seasons. He has worked on-air and behind-the-camera for WFAA-TV in Dallas/Fort Worth, for ABC News in St. Louis and KPRC-TV in Houston. While working for CNN, Capps covered the Gulf War as well as the Waco Siege, which garnered him an Emmy Nomination and a CableACE Award.

My Ford Frick vote: Jacques Doucet

December 1st, 2009

Now that we can nominate broadcasters for the Hall of Fame’s prestigious Ford C. Frick Award, I will share that my  vote goes to longtime Montreal Expos French-language broadcaster Jacques Doucet.

Beginning today, you can vote for one broadcaster on the Hall of Fame’s Facebook page at http://www.facebook.com/baseballhall. Voting concludes at 5 p.m. ET on Dec. 31.

There are more than 200 eligible broadcasters, and the top three selections will appear on the final, 10-name ballot for the 2010 award.

There are so many worthy choices. And, personally, I could choose a couple dozen who I think deserve the award, or, in the case of George Kell and Al Kaline, I could select a member of the TV team I grew up watching. But I’m voting Jacques.

Doucet was the premier and, truly, only link to the French-speaking populace of Quebec and eastern Ontario for more than three decades. When Baseball first fielded a team outside the U.S., it was in Canada, in Montreal, in 1969. Doucet called all but the first four years of Expos baseball, until the team moved to Washington after the 2004 season.

In our What-have-you-done-for-me-lately? society, we recall the Expos’ fan base as paltry, its stadium dilapidated. But lest we forget, the Expos had the Majors’ best record, coincidentally, in the strike year of 1994, robbing ownership of lucrative playoff gates (it was to be the first year of three post-season serieses) and international TV exposure. Couple that with gleaming Labatt Park never coming to fruition, and, the robust history of the Expos – and, arguably, the Majors’ most fun visiting city – was just a memory.

Doucet was a pioneer. To the passionate francophone, he broadcast All-Star games, the World Series. Voters are asked to base selections on a broadcaster’s longevity; continuity with a club; honors (or should we say honours), national assignments; and popularity with fans. Doucet meets all criteria.

Let’s let the bias trickle in now. He also has been a really good guy to me. When I filled in on Expos broadcasts in 2003-04, making my MLB debut, Doucet was extremely helpful in aiding my transition.

A couple times, I stood in his booth, listening to him convey baseball to a prideful community. He is baseball, in French. Not too many broadcasters can claim their voice is synonymous with a sport in a given language.

A 20-person panel of former winners, media and historians will make the official call. To illustrate how fragmented the voting can be, last year, Doucet ranked second in the voting with 7.1 percent. Stuffing the ballot box would go a long way not only getting Doucet included for consideration, but for convincing the panel that he is the most worthy candidate for the honor. I mean, if nothing else, how cool would it be to hear a guy at the podium conclude his speech with merci beaucoup?

One additional criterion I’d like to ask for you to consider when you vote: Does the broadcaster have passion for the game? I mean deep, deep passion. Doucet had a lucrative MLB career. He is 69. He could retire. Instead, he is the voice of Les Capitales de Quebec in the independent Can-Am League. He still calls ballgames. Eric Gagne pitched for his team this year. But so did Chris Allen and Brett Polansky. Doucet must really love it.

And, so many people loved his call of the game. But even if those fans exclaimed it right to our faces, we would just think they were late for a meeting or hailing a taxi, or something. The language barrier shouldn’t stand in the way of Jacques Doucet being the 2010 Ford Frick nominee.

Block is a radio broadcaster for the New Orleans Hornets and co-editor of BaseballBroadcasters.com.

No news is bad news

November 30th, 2009

Plenty of great play by play announcers, most in fact, including Hall of Famers, achieved greatness without ever having darkened a newsroom.   So I want readers to understand my news-background approach serves me well, but by no means is it an “end all” solution.

You may have seen a little missive I did back in September on this site concerning Ernie Harwell’s time as a combat reporter for Stars and Stripes during World War II.  In it, I spoke in vague terms about the parallels between covering news and doing play by play.  And, I encouraged youngsters to get a news background before moving forward.  So, all that said, let’s back up a bit and begin the thought process of explaining why I feel news reporters and play by play broadcasters are twins.

Very simply put, the same talents it takes conducting a live report anywhere in the world on CNN, represent the same talents and abilities possessed by an excellent play by play broadcaster.  The best know how to prep and report using interesting presentation skills while connecting viewers/listeners.  It’s all topped off with liberal doses of passion, fire and desire for the work.  Simple.  Right?

First off, just as I did in my news reporting days, I approach each game in my PCL season, constantly looking for THE banner headline of the night.  The headline provides me a way to relay to listeners why tonight’s game matters.  And, it can be presented in any one of dozens of ways. Maybe last night’s game ended on a three run homer in the bottom of the ninth.  It it might have extended a winning streak, ended one…or it could have meant a new team took over the lead in the division.  The list is endless.

The news reporter in me sets the stage, relaying to fans the basics…team records…who is hot..who is not…matchups effecting the potential outcome..the weather and how it might effect what happens…any injuries that could have a bearing on the game.  What I am talking about here simply provides a rock solid connection among fans, players, the game and its potential result.

(Trust me, when I plan out my day as far as pregame preparation goes, it’s nowhere nearly this wordy or technical, but more a touchy-feely, instinctive approach, borne from years of reporting news. That instinct remains a constant, in the mind, editorial process of what to put in and leave out.  The play by play craft represents the best of an off the cuff, off the top of one’s head, adrenaline rush–just like news.)

Here’s another interesting parallel.

During my news reporting days, I wore out telephones, ran up huge long distance charges, drove bosses crazy with mobile phone and then cell phone charges, until they quite rightly realized, I was doing my story preparation. Very simply,  I was educating myself on the topic, be it politics, a police or business scandal, or any other story I might find myself pursuing.  Guess what?   To this day, I do the same thing preparing for a baseball game.

Why do I do that?

Well, I have nowhere near the talent-judging knowledge possessed by my great friends in the scouting industry.   So every single day, as I get ready for a game, if I do not know, let’s say a particular starting pitcher, I will be on the phone for as much as half an hour with a scout who has seen the pitcher before.  This scout will have assessed the pitcher’s strengths and weaknesses. He’ll not only know his physical skills, but his mental makeup as well.  And, same as I did in the news business, I take detailed notes.  Candidly, I might only use a line or two from my half hour discussion, but what I gleaned possesses tremendous value for fleshing out word pictures for the night’s game.

Another parallel involves constant dialogue with front office personnel, managers, coaches, trainers, players, and anyone tangentially involved with this great game.  Good reporters, like good play by play broadcasters realize change remains constant.  So, discussions and updates must remain constant.  In conclusion, neither profession does a very good job of hiding folks who don’t love talking about the craft, or love being around others actively involved.  But then, you knew that.

Capps has called Round Rock Express baseball for 10 seasons. He has worked on-air and behind-the-camera for WFAA-TV in Dallas/Fort Worth, for ABC News in St. Louis and KPRC-TV in Houston. While working for CNN, Capps covered the Gulf War as well as the Waco Siege, which garnered him an Emmy Nomination and a CableACE Award.

In the ‘HR’ department, the Summer of ‘49 was special

November 30th, 2009

The Saturday afternoon game was also “Joe DiMaggio Day.”  When the Yankees had their big mid-season lead, it was figured that the final weekend would be meaningless.  A “day” for the great Yankee Clipper was planned to draw a big crowd — not that Joltin’ Joe didn’t deserve the honor.  He certainly did.  As things worked out, they didn’t need a special promotion to pack the place but, of course, the pre-game ceremonies took place, including Red Sox participation by Sox Manager Joe McCarthy, DiMag’s former Yankee skipper and Joe’s brother, Dominic, the Red Sox Hall of Fame center fielder.  What pageantry.  What drama.

Allie Reynolds started for the Yankees against Boston’s Mel Parnell, who, along with Ellis Kinder, had carried the Red Sox into first place.  Reynolds had control problems and the Red Sox scored a run in the first and had another run in the 3rd inning with the bases loaded when Casey Stengel brought in Joe Page, the great Yankee relief pitcher.  But Page walked the first two batters he faced, forcing in two more runs for a 4-nothing Red Sox lead.  With Mel Parnell on the mound, it looked like a Red Sox American League pennant.  However, Page shut down the Red Sox for the rest of the game and the Yankees chipped away at Parnell for two runs in the 4th and two in the 5th.  McCarthy replaced Parnell with righthander Joe Dobson.

The score remained tied, 4-4 into the bottom of the 8th.  As recounted by David Halberstam in “Summer of ‘49,”  Stengel sent up both Bobby Brown and Cliff Mapes, left-handed pinch hitters, to face the right-handed Dobson.  But Dobson handled them.  The next man up was Johnny Lindell, a right-handed hitter.  Stengel had the left-handed Charlie Keller on the bench.  But Lindell already had two hits and he had driven Ted Williams back to the fence his first time up against Dobson.  Stengel decided to stick with Lindell.

Meanwhile, up in the TV booth, Don Dunphy was relaying the drama to the large audience in the New York metropolitan region.  When Lindell stepped into the batters box, I had some of the same instincts Casey Stengel did.  I leaned over Dunphy’s shoulder and marked “HR” on Don’s scorecard.  Dunphy was concentrating on  the unfolding drama and his startled look told me that he might throw me out of the booth.  It was kind of rash of me considering the tension building on the field and in the TV booth.

According to Halberstam’s account, “Lindell was a low-ball hitter, so Dobson and catcher Birdie Tebbetts decided to feed him high fast balls.  The first pitch was a ball.  Again Dobson came in with a fastball.  The ball was both high and inside.  Lindell knew he was not going to see anything low.  But he got ready, and he crushed the next ball.  The moment he hit it, everyone knew it was a home run.  Up in the TV booth, pandemonium reigned.  Don Dunphy was ecstatic and soon was telling the TV audience how his assistant, Joe Gallagher, had called the shot.  I breathed a sigh of relief.

I had become a celebrity, at least in my Riverdale (West Bronx) neighborhood. But that and a token will get you on the subway.  Besides, there was one more game to play.  Sunday’s finale was another great game with Vic Raschi beating Ellis Kinder for a Yankees pennant.  But in my memory book, it was anti-climatic to Johnny Lindell’s home run the day before.

Gallagher is a retired, award-winning Major League Baseball television producer. He remains active in politics and around baseball and resides near Knoxville, Tenn.

Hud’s a free agent

November 27th, 2009

This past week, the Angels decided to part ways with announcers Steve Physioc and Rex Hudler.  I had the pleasure of working alongside both during my days with the Halos, and I am sorry to hear that they are both seeking new teams and jobs.

My first year with the Angels was 1995 and Rex was a utility player on the club.  I’ll never forget a conversation I had with him approximately one week into my big league broadcasting career.  Hud took me aside one day and we chatted in the dugout.  He is someone who is genuinely interested in people and he could sense that I was still feeling my way around the big league scene.  I had spent about a decade broadcasting in the minor leagues, but my first year in the major leagues was still somewhat intimidating.

That day in the dugout, Rex told me to relax and have fun.  He also told me that I should make more of an effort to talk to all of the guys and not be intimidated by them.  It was great advice for someone still trying to fit in and it gave me the confidence to start conversations with guys like Tim Slmon, Chuck Finley and Mark Langston.   I have always remembered what Rex did for me that day.   He probably doesn’t recall that chat session, but I haven’t forgotten.

Rex took the news of his dismissal in typical “Wonder Dog” fashion.   He thanked the Angels for providing him with a chance to be part of the organization.  Steve and Rex will broadcast in the big leagues again.  They both still have plenty to give to the business.

Tom Cheek thoughts

October 30th, 2009

Can this please be the winter that we finally see the late Tom Cheek earn the Ford C. Frick Award and take his rightful place in Cooperstown?

Cheek called Toronto Blue Jays games for 27 years, a streak that began at the franchise’s birth and carried for 4,306 consecutive games. He was an instructor to an entire nation and the elective course was Baseball 101. Tom was a man who was large in voice, body, heart and confidence, yet was small in ego. Cancer took him from all of us in 2005 and an entire nation lost a friend, as did all of us in baseball.

My relationship with Tom was certainly unique, as I played college baseball with his son Jeff in Alabama and later in life became a fellow broadcaster with dad in the big leagues. I still call Jeff one of my best friends and we talk often about the classy way his dad carried himself at home and at work. There are many of us that owe Tom Cheek a great deal and not all of us are Canadiens, though those north of the border will always save a place in there heart for that unforgettable voice. Now his place should be in our hearts and along side all of the legendary voices in Cooperstown.

There are many that share this perspective and I still can’t believe this has taken so long (check the date on this):

http://slam.canoe.ca/Slam/Baseball/MLB/Toronto/2006/12/07/2670326-sun.html.

Best of luck to Joe and Mario on the site. I hope to be a regular contributor if they will allow me.

Daron Sutton is the television play-by-play voice of the Arizona Diamondbacks.

Breaking in with a Starr

October 23rd, 2009

The following originally appeared on thesoundofbaseball.com in April, 2006.

One of the great things about spring training is having the chance to catch up with broadcasters from the other league. Recently in Lakeland, FL, I had a chance to meet three announcers who are in their first year in the big leagues after spending many seasons broadcasting in the minor leagues chasing the big league dream.

Brett Dolan and Dave Raymond of the Astros and Dave Jageler of the Nationals were in town broadcasting for their respective teams and I had an opportunity to chat with all three. I couldn’t help but to think back to my first year broadcasting big league baseball after eight seasons in the minor leagues. I wondered if these three announcers were going through the same things I was. The odd feeling of both excitement and anxiety.  Getting your first real opportunity and hoping that you make the most of it.

I have always appreciated how lucky I was to break in when I did with a consummate professional.  Bob Starr was the lead voice of the California Angels when I was hired to be his partner in 1995. There was one striking difference between us. He was in his sixties, and I was in my early thirties. A generation apart in age to be sure. But the one thing that really impressed me about Bob was his willingness to help me grow and establish myself, instead of trying overshadowing me. Bob was known as the “Burly Broadcaster” to his friends. I assumed it was because of his size, but I never did ask because I was too afraid to.  In my mind though, the only thing burly about Bob was his generosity. He was always quick to pick up the check at every dinner on the road and even purchased an expensive briefcase for me to carry my stuff around my first year.

He was generous with his money, but he was also well respected for his talent. Broadcasting in the shadow of the great Vin Scully in Los Angeles most of his career, Bob was one of the lesser known treasures of baseball broadcasting. LA has produced some of the giants in the sports broadcasting industry. Whether it was Scully with the Dodgers, Chick Hern with the Lakers or Bob Miller with the Kings, Bob Starr always seemed to be in the background.  He didn’t mind. Bob never chased attention. In fact, he hid from it.  I’ve said this many times, but for me, Bob Starr was what baseball broadcasting should sound like.  A deep smooth voice with a down home tinge that made you feel like listening to the Halos on your radio was like being at the game.

My one enduring memory of Mr. Starr (everyone called him that, including me) was the night in Baltimore in 1995 when Cal Ripken broke Lou Gehrig’s record for consecutive games played. As luck would have it, the Orioles were playing the Angels, and there we were at Camden Yards. I called the play-by-play for the fourth, fifth and sixth innings, but because the record would become official in the fifth inning, I decided that I would turn the mic over to Bob. He insisted that I call the inning because it was mine and he wanted me to enjoy the experience. I told him that it was he was the senior member of the crew and it was only right that he have the honor.   Besides, I was convinced that I would find a way to screw it up and we needed the “A” team calling the historic moment. When the game became official and Ripken took his lap around the field, I simple turned my mic off and listened.  It was the best fifteen minutes of radio I have ever heard. He captured the moment to perfection. Bob would look over to me as if to say, “Well, are you going to say something?”   I just smiled and took it all in.

Bob always had a saying about players.  “Just because you wear a big league uniform doesn’t make you a big leaguer.”   The point was that you needed to earn that respect. Bob was always a big leaguer.   As I look back at that first year in a big league booth, I realize now how much his friendship and guidance helped shape my attitude toward the profession. Mr. Starr made it fun to come to the park and always made you respect the game and your job.

Bob passed away in 1998, but for me, the memories still live.

Home run calls

October 12th, 2009

For fans of Major League baseball, the comfort of identifying with the home team’s broadcaster makes the game special. In many cases, it is an announcer’s home run call that serves as a signature. I am often asked to share my home run call with inquiring baseball fans. One problem: I don’t have one. My opinion is certainly not shared by all, but it’s my belief that all home runs are different and attaching a scripted phrase to every long ball, be it a moon shot or a wall scraper, doesn’t accurately tell the story.

Early in my big league career, I was pulled aside by a broadcasting executive who told me that he was going to take me to the next level. I thought he meant they were moving my office from the second to the third floor. I should have been so lucky. It seems that this executive felt I needed a unique home run call and that I should crank my volume up a notch or two to reach my full broadcasting potential. I have always felt that it is important to listen to constructive criticism, so I obliged. The next month and a half, I proceeded to call every pop up to second base with the same fervor as a Barry Bonds McCovey Cove shot.  Every time I think back to that conversation, visions of Joe Buck screaming, “Slam-a-Lama-Ding Dong” bounce around my head. The lesson I learned, was that just like most home runs, great home run calls just happen.

For my money, the best home run calls are those that are spontaneous and capture the moment. For that reason, the most memorable home run calls are born from some of the game’s most memorable moments. While I’m not old enough to remember Russ Hodges’ classic call of Bobby Thompson’s three-run homer to lift the Giants over the Dodgers for the Pennant in 1951, I have had the privilege to hear some of the most memorable home run calls in recent history. With that, here is a list of my top five favorite home run calls. These obviously are all big game calls which gives them an advantage, but in my mind, they are some of the most memorable. Some are very basic and simple and some are more descriptive. To me though, they all captured the moment brilliantly.

5. Jack Buck-October 1985.

Game five of the NLCS-St. Louis Cardinals vs. Los Angeles Dodgers. Ozzie Smith’s improbable ninth inning home run beat the Dodgers. “Smith corks one into right down the line! It may go! Go crazy folks, Go crazy! It’s a home run! And the Cardinals have won the game 3-2 on a home run by the Wizard….Go Crazy folks, Go Crazy.”

4.  Jack Buck- October 1991.

Game six of the World Series-Atlanta Braves vs. Minnesota Twins. Kirby Puckett’s walk-off home run in the bottom of the 11th inning. “Into deep left-center for Mitchell…..and we’ll see you tomorrow night.”

3. Vin Scully-October 1988.

Game one of the World Series-Los Angeles Dodgers vs. Oakland A’s. Kirk Gibson’s dramatic home run off Dennis Eckersley beats the A’s. “High fly ball to deep right field…..she iiiiis gooone.” Over a minute later, Scully added, “In a year that has been so improbable, the impossible has happened.”

2.  Tom Cheek-October 1993.

Game six of the 1993 World Series-Philadelphia Phillies vs. Toronto Blue Jays. Joe Carter’s walk-off home run ends the World Series. “Touch ‘em all Joe, you’ll never hit a bigger home run in your life.”

1.  Jack Buck-October 1988.

Game one of the World Series. Kirk Gibson’s home run off Dennis Eckersley. “Gibson…swings and a fly ball to deep right field! This is gonna be a home run! Unbelievable! A home run for Gibson! And the Dodgers have won the game, 5 to 4!  I don’t believe…what I just saw.”

This is a short list to be sure, but some of my favorite calls of all time.