Baseball play-by-play legend Vin Scully said today in an interview he will be back for the 2010 season to announce Los Angeles Dodgers game.
The 81-year-old has been with the team since 1950.
No surprise that he still loves what he does, which is spin a wonderful story during a game. And he calls the game by himself.
I've enjoyed listening to him for the past four years since I buy the MLB Extra Inning package on my cable system.
Actually I would love to hear him provide play-by-play of someone mowing the lawn or even painting a room. He makes it seem effortless.
Tuesday also marked the 36th wedding anniversary for Scully and his wife, Sandy.
It is his wife who Scully said will help make a decision if he continues after the 2010 season.
He has a wonderful job but does not like the fact that Sandy is at home while he is at work. His children and grandchildren also will factor into the retirement equation.
The soft-spoken Scully enjoys the time he spends in the off season with his family.
For several years he has cut back his travel during the season. He only broadcasts road games from Denver and points west.
At some time, Scully will have to retire. When it happens, a legend will leave the game.
I hope it will be in the World Series. Because the Fall Classic needs a classic like Scully one more time.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
The symphony of Fall
I was part of the symphony of Fall today.
Hoping I used the lawn mower for the last time this season. At this time of year, it is not about cutting the grass as much as mulching the leaves.
And added bonus today was applying the winterizer.
While I was out performing my part of the symphony, neighbors were adding tot.
The one raking the leaves manually. Then there was the roar of the blower of another neighbor.
Add in the hum of a riding lawn mower and you feel like your are front row at Carnegie Hall.
How could you not be outside today in the Midwest. Sunny and 70 degrees.
And now, the finale of the symphony is heard as neighbors and friends are snoring. The fresh air got to them.
And now it is getting me.
Good night.
Hoping I used the lawn mower for the last time this season. At this time of year, it is not about cutting the grass as much as mulching the leaves.
And added bonus today was applying the winterizer.
While I was out performing my part of the symphony, neighbors were adding tot.
The one raking the leaves manually. Then there was the roar of the blower of another neighbor.
Add in the hum of a riding lawn mower and you feel like your are front row at Carnegie Hall.
How could you not be outside today in the Midwest. Sunny and 70 degrees.
And now, the finale of the symphony is heard as neighbors and friends are snoring. The fresh air got to them.
And now it is getting me.
Good night.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Taking the time to fix things
I am still digesting what happened in Texas today.
A man. A gun. A problem. A lot of people's lives changed forever.
Why is not the question I want to ask.
This shooting is an explosive situation. One that needs calm, level-headed people leading the way.
There are many vantage points to this incident and I hope they will all be explored.
There are issues that need to be talked about. This shooting should bring them to the forefront.
We are dealing with people. They do not react or act like computers, guns or other machinery.
They are flesh and bone. Not wires, modems and processors.
My question: Can we take the time to fix some wrongs?
A man. A gun. A problem. A lot of people's lives changed forever.
Why is not the question I want to ask.
This shooting is an explosive situation. One that needs calm, level-headed people leading the way.
There are many vantage points to this incident and I hope they will all be explored.
There are issues that need to be talked about. This shooting should bring them to the forefront.
We are dealing with people. They do not react or act like computers, guns or other machinery.
They are flesh and bone. Not wires, modems and processors.
My question: Can we take the time to fix some wrongs?
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
One, two, three strikes the season's over
What to do with the baseball season officially over:
10. Dust off all your bobble head players.
9. Sort through replica jerseys to see if any need to go to rag pile.
8. Start singing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" until Spring Training.
7. Reprogram the alarm clock removing the organ music for "Charge."
6. Return to the diet where hot dogs are not daily food.
5. Check into the cost of the 64-inch flat screen for next year. Great for Super Bowl, too.
4. Have all baseball hats dry cleaned ... and refitted
3. Replace artificial playing surface in the living room with basketball court for college hoops season.
2. Have beer truck stop making home deliveries.
1. You hear the fat lady singing.
10. Dust off all your bobble head players.
9. Sort through replica jerseys to see if any need to go to rag pile.
8. Start singing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" until Spring Training.
7. Reprogram the alarm clock removing the organ music for "Charge."
6. Return to the diet where hot dogs are not daily food.
5. Check into the cost of the 64-inch flat screen for next year. Great for Super Bowl, too.
4. Have all baseball hats dry cleaned ... and refitted
3. Replace artificial playing surface in the living room with basketball court for college hoops season.
2. Have beer truck stop making home deliveries.
1. You hear the fat lady singing.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Ring a ding ... splash
Ten things that come to mind after a cell phone is dropped in a toilet
10. Flush it.
9. Take battery out and give it to your dog for a chew toy.
8. Put on a scuba mask and go after it
7. Makes a nice paper weight.
6. Great to use as an excuse for not getting call from your spouse.
5. Never really liked that color phone anyway.
4. New fish tank accessory.
3. Second one you dropped ... now you have a pair.
2. Grumble to yourself the clerk was right about taking out the insurance plan.
1. Becomes hood ornament on your VW bug.
10. Flush it.
9. Take battery out and give it to your dog for a chew toy.
8. Put on a scuba mask and go after it
7. Makes a nice paper weight.
6. Great to use as an excuse for not getting call from your spouse.
5. Never really liked that color phone anyway.
4. New fish tank accessory.
3. Second one you dropped ... now you have a pair.
2. Grumble to yourself the clerk was right about taking out the insurance plan.
1. Becomes hood ornament on your VW bug.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Living in a fantasy world
Do people get a little too attached to their favorite shows or networks?
I ponder that question after having a bad experience on Facebook today.
In the end, all turned out all right, but it did strike a nerve.
I commented on a cable channel Facebook page I follow. One of the on-air talents is off this week. I joked about how much time the person had for vacation. I added Laughing Out Loud (LOL) as well.
That message was met with a stern statement from a fan who said the on-air person had been on assignment the week before.
I told the person to lighten up.
I guess this person didn't like that and told me to look in the mirror. And the person called me honey.
I have a lot of white hair in the photo I use on Facebook. I have earned that hair color.
After letting the Polish-Hungarian blood boil, I responded with an explanation that I joke with these on-air people. I like them. Just a little banter between media people. I told the poster I didn't know they took the network that serious and apologized.
I received a reply back that offered an apology and explained she was tired of all the people complaining about the on-air talent and changes in programming since the network had been bought.
Upon telling the story to a co-worker, she said to some people this is their life.
It might be why people follow a certain writer or actor. We feel we know them like family. In truth, we see a side of them, just like you and I see a side of people.
But what happens after the lights go off on stage or in the studio? These media people go on with their lives.
Reality hits us.
It is nice to be a fan, which is short for fanatic. But we need to live in the real world.
I ponder that question after having a bad experience on Facebook today.
In the end, all turned out all right, but it did strike a nerve.
I commented on a cable channel Facebook page I follow. One of the on-air talents is off this week. I joked about how much time the person had for vacation. I added Laughing Out Loud (LOL) as well.
That message was met with a stern statement from a fan who said the on-air person had been on assignment the week before.
I told the person to lighten up.
I guess this person didn't like that and told me to look in the mirror. And the person called me honey.
I have a lot of white hair in the photo I use on Facebook. I have earned that hair color.
After letting the Polish-Hungarian blood boil, I responded with an explanation that I joke with these on-air people. I like them. Just a little banter between media people. I told the poster I didn't know they took the network that serious and apologized.
I received a reply back that offered an apology and explained she was tired of all the people complaining about the on-air talent and changes in programming since the network had been bought.
Upon telling the story to a co-worker, she said to some people this is their life.
It might be why people follow a certain writer or actor. We feel we know them like family. In truth, we see a side of them, just like you and I see a side of people.
But what happens after the lights go off on stage or in the studio? These media people go on with their lives.
Reality hits us.
It is nice to be a fan, which is short for fanatic. But we need to live in the real world.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Wow, my niece is 18
We celebrated my niece's 18th birthday Sunday.
I remember meeting her for the first time 16 years ago. Always a smile on her face, and a laugh that made you warm inside.
Here she is 18 and a few months away from heading to college.
Where has the time gone.
It went by with her playing softball, volleyball and basketball. Going to her first dance, sitting through her uncle's career day presentation, and doing the things kids do.
Kaleigh is quite the young woman.
She might not be sure where the journey is taking her, but she is ready.
Mom and Dad have prepared her. There will always be a little more growing up to do.
It is a pleasure to be her uncle. I have loved when I get to talk to her. I throw those tough questions out that I don't ask in front of the family.
How is life really going? Are you happy in what you are doing, really? Is your uncle a dork?
I even get on her to fill out the paperwork for the college scholarships that can help her pay for her education. I do it as an uncle can do, in a kidding but firm way.
Kaleigh, the world is at your command.
I remember meeting her for the first time 16 years ago. Always a smile on her face, and a laugh that made you warm inside.
Here she is 18 and a few months away from heading to college.
Where has the time gone.
It went by with her playing softball, volleyball and basketball. Going to her first dance, sitting through her uncle's career day presentation, and doing the things kids do.
Kaleigh is quite the young woman.
She might not be sure where the journey is taking her, but she is ready.
Mom and Dad have prepared her. There will always be a little more growing up to do.
It is a pleasure to be her uncle. I have loved when I get to talk to her. I throw those tough questions out that I don't ask in front of the family.
How is life really going? Are you happy in what you are doing, really? Is your uncle a dork?
I even get on her to fill out the paperwork for the college scholarships that can help her pay for her education. I do it as an uncle can do, in a kidding but firm way.
Kaleigh, the world is at your command.
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