When the Red Sox traded Nomar Garciaparra to the Chicago Cubs in July of 2004, I felt like a piece of my childhood had died. It was true then, and it was true again on Sunday when Don Orsillo signed off the Red Sox broadcast for the final time. Orsillo has been the voice of the Boston Red Sox since 2001 — or since I was in seventh grade, to give you some perspective. Just about all of the greatest memories that I have of this team, which has meant so much to so many, I can recall in Don’s voice. It’ll take some getting used to, if we ever get used to it at all. If you’re like me, and you grew up welcoming Orsillo’s voice into your home every night for six months out of the year, over fifteen baseball seasons, watching Red Sox games on television will never be the same. Sure, other talented broadcasters will come through the NESN broadcast booth in our lifetime, but they won’t be Don Orsillo.
Thanks for the memories, Don. Thank you for making the special moments feel even more special, for making us laugh, for your loyalty, for your professionalism, and for your class. Red Sox Nation salutes you, and we wish you nothing but the best of luck in San Diego. Nobody deserves it more than you.