VIN! Trick dirt. How bout that? What a national treasure. The man’s going on about the freaking dirt at the Polo Grounds during a baseball game in 1916 like Grandpa Simpson rambling about wearing an onion on his belt. You gotta just love it and let the man go. He unfortunately doesn’t have much time left behind the mic, so why not? Give Vin free reign to talk about whatever the hell he wants, including dirt. Shit, that senile chat about soil was more interesting than anything Tom McCarthy has done in 5+ years in the Phillies booth.
Vin Scully is obviously an all-time great and a baseball legend, but he’s also a dying breed in sports announcers. Someone with the charisma, flare, and knowledge that make it an easy, knowledgeable, and enjoyable listen no matter what team or game they’re calling. A true showman who has transcended generations. The guy called games in Brooklyn for Christ sake. He’s the damn Dodgers announcer and I’ll take his broadcast over the blah and blandness of the Phillies TV crew (still give the hometown nod to Scott Franzke and LA on the radio). But I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I could listen to Vin Scully read from the phone book. Here’s the time he perfectly described meeting Babe Ruth:
Pretty neat stuff for baseball nerds. I don’t know about anyone else, but Babe Ruth is in the Sandlot, “Heroes get remembered, but legends never die” category for me. I can’t even imagine meeting him in real life because all I know of him is from stats, photos, and his overall larger than life status. So this is really a journey into a different time. Vin’s talking about baseball before lights and the Polo Ground’s for Christ sake. Gotta love it.
Also, Vin’s as sharp as a tack for being in baseball for 150 years. Sure, he slips up from time to time. “Takes out a stack of business cards…you know the cards they use for business.” But the guy’s still one of the best in the game. Absolutely love how he goes into an old man rant at the end about big leaguer’s messy signatures. Pretty sure doctors take the cake in shitty handwriting deptartment, but do you Vin. Never change. Plus he’s happy gingers aren’t going extinct:
Erik The Red at the plate and those soulless bastards in the stands need not worry anymore. Somebody told Vin A) False information about firecrotches and B) What the internet is and that’s there was a “Firestorm” on it. Good shit, Vin. Good shit.