Today is the 10th anniversary of Harry Caray's death. Check out HomeRunDerby's article on Harry. Growing up in the 80's, when there were only 30 cable channels, exposure to the Cubs was easy via Chicago's Own: WGN Channel 9. I mean we were all watching "The Grand Prize Game" on The Bozo Show anyway. If you didn't have to turn the station so your sister could watch Nickelodeon, you were probably going to catch a Cubs game or two. You couldn't even get through a commercial break without hearing Caray's Budweiser commercials.
Movies like The Blues Brothers and Ferris Bueller's Day Off were responsible for putting Chicago and Wrigley imagery in my mind. I mean the whole world knows Wrigley Field's address, doesn't it? (1060 W. Addison) Combined with the facts that the Bears were my favorite team in the 80's and that the Barons have been the White Sox's AA farm team since circa '85, I've always had Chicago on my mind.But I didn't really begin to immerse myself into Cub Nation until I met my first college roommate. Let's just call him "Archie." Well, Archie loves the Cubbies, and slowly but surely, he got me hooked. All those lazy college afternoons watching WGN on a 13" T.V. in the dorm, hearing Harry Caray slobbering on about players' names and pointing out all the fans' signage, all the while imagining Steve Stone carefully monitoring the number of Budweisers being consumed. Because even a newcomer to Cubs broadcasts will quickly learn that "not only is Harry a Cub fan, he's a Bud Man."
All of Harry's quirks, spitting out great names like Gary Gaetti, Andres Galarraga, Jason Isringhausen, Scott Servais, and even [by the 5th inning] Mark Grace, quickly grew on me. He loved to randomly pronounce players' names backwards. "Holy Cow" was his trademark catchphrase, no matter who else used it. Concerning it, he said this: "I started in broadcasting in 1945 doing the Cardinals and saying ‘Holy Cow.’ [Legendary NY Yankee] Rizzuto was just a shortstop. ‘Holy Cow’ is mine."
He died before the season in 1998, missing seeing the Cubs get the NL Wild Card after a one-game playoff with the Giants. It seemed fitting, Harry's passing, 90 years since the last WS - really thought for a half-second there that it could happen. Then I would really join Cub Nation when I would feel the heartache in the Divisional Playoffs that year - losing to the stinkin' Braves. The Cubs heartache and joy have only increased each year since. If only he could still be here to present it to us.
6 comments:
i like that you chose to include your..... doctored picture
so just how drunk WAS harry carry during every announcement he ever made
Well one time he was scanning through the crowd and found a group holding a big sign that read something like: "GO CUBS - Lions Club, Cleveland OH."
Harry saw it and was flabbergasted: "Lionsssth Club from Clevvfland? What the hell are they doing up here when they've go that ffffantastic ball club in Cleveland?!" (circa mid-90's, when the Indians were pretty solid, and the Cubs, eh, not so much)
great post
well, with all that has been going on, this is my first time to read a few of your posts -- i'll need a little MORE time to read some others! anyway... i knew i'd love it, and i do. maybe you should be an author...
i was a california raisin for halloween one year, too. so how'd you pull off the look? i wore a brown garbage bag with white tights on my arms and legs, white gloves, white tennis shoes,and brown make-up on my face.
thanks for checking in on Laura Beth, and thanks for your prayers.
Matt- I'm so glad you found our blog. Glad I found yours too! Let me just say- Space Camp is trying to get all alumni to report in on what they are doing and how space camp helped them. You need to go to the website and tell them how they changed your life! Hope all is well! DTA
Matt it is irreponsible to abandon your blog- POST MAN! Post!
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