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To: Original Mad Dog who wrote (3996)	6/19/2002 11:14:11 AM
From: X Y Zebra	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 17639

gooool... I mean grub

To: Original Mad Dog who wrote (3996)	6/19/2002 11:16:35 AM
From: MulhollandDrive	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 17639

esome of my fondest memories involve sitting outside in the yard with my dad, listening to harry caray and jack buck calling the game...and watching my dad's reactions.. when carey went to chicago i remember my dad was very disappointed, but jack was in for the long haul. both caray and buck are indeed irreplaceable...for some reason, the game had a lot more color just listening to their description...truthfully, i really never could get into watching baseball..

To: Original Mad Dog who wrote (3996)	6/19/2002 1:02:19 PM
From: LTK007	Respond to of 17639

yes, it was another era where greatmasters of broadcasting Baseball made it a deep pleasure, as Mrs Peel said a summer night and a portable radio, sitting outside, for me was heavenly:) For myself the central figure was a fellow named By Saam and/or Bill Cambell and later Richie Ashburn. But i would tune in all those 50kilowatt clear channel stations and hear Jack Buck, Harry Carey, Red Barber, Mel Allen and the list goes on. Baseball was a game perfect for audio only, as you could visualize so much in your mind as the broadcasters spoke. Max