if The Boss was alive there wouldn't be 93 degrees in New York today

*it wouldn't be

You know what I miss about George? Nothing.

I kinda miss the "missives"

Yeah, I know. There is a fondness for his insanity. But when he was alive and kicking I mostly despised the way he handled things.

Got this e-mail from a friend during the game last night:

"We were in the car on the way home when John Sterling did one of his inimitable false home run calls on a long foul ball by Boesch, I think it was----it is high,IT IS FAR, IT IS......[[long, long pause, followed by deflated by unapologetic]]] a foul ball,"-----and I almost punched out the radio. They really need to put that old bastard out to pasture, either that or get him a spotter, and they ought to send Suzyn (or however the fuck she misspells it) with him, and start over by teaming someone who can see, from directly behind home plate, where the fucking ball is going, and someone who can talk without sounding like she's got a mouthful of marbles. Jesus, it's the Yankees. Surely someone competent would want the job."

So good.

[6] HA!

I'll say this for them...if you ever listen to an out-of-market radio broadcast, it's usually the most boring/cookie cutter/textbook thing ever. Obviously guys like Scully are amazing, but listen to a Diamondbacks or an Astros broadcast sometime. It's like HEARING paint dry, it's god awful.

So as bad as they are...well shit, at least they're original.

and as for the George stuff, yeah totally. The misplaced nostalgia belongs mostly to guys on deadline who can't be bothered to do any actual analysis of the current team (coughIANOCONNORcoughcough)

7) The wife and I have the MLB app on our phones so we've been listening to a lot of games from around the country and you are so right about that. Waldman and Sterling would be easier for me to enjoy if they called games for anyone but the Yankees but then again there is something comic and fitting about having them work for the Yanks. Would their pomp work for the Brewers?

6) Quality rant for sure, but I can hang with "The Lumpy & Chuckles Radio Show."
I've learned to enjoy them, and I might even miss them when they're gone.
Between his occasional gaffes, and mildly irritating schtick, Sterling delivers some terrific calls, and Suzyn's honest passion for the game is endearing.

Sterling and Waldman aren't good by any stretch of the imagination, but the previously mentioned MLB AtBat app has informed me that they are far from the worst. I haven't deliberately listened to every broadcast team, but I have no idea how some of those people got those jobs. It's insane.

The best I've heard besides the obviously superior Scully is the A's and Mets.

8) Sterling's pipes, and Vaudevillian delivery could probably play in Peoria, but Suzyn's pickleish flavah is distinctly Northeastern.

[7] Second that. People everywhere else in America think the Yankees are soulless and corporate. Having goofy radio like John and Suzyn is one of the proofs that isn't true.

And I agree with [9] - you feel that Suzyn cares along with you, and it erases some other sins. Turns out there's a right way and a wrong way to be a passionate announcer. You want Waldman, or you want Hawk Harrelson?

12) exactly.

Anyway, now that summer's finally here, it'll take a lot worse than Sterling and Waldman to harsh my baseball buzz.

The dormant Mets fans that are buzzing today are like cicadas emerging from the ground and chirping for the first time in what feels like 16 years.

Bring on the Red Sox!

[7] I'll say this for them...if you ever listen to an out-of-market radio broadcast, it's usually the most boring/cookie cutter/textbook thing ever.

Yes, and I love all those other broadcast teams for their textbook, cookie-cutter approach. So much more do I enjoy games called that way. In fact, when I used to bother listening to games, I always opted for the opposing team's feed (except the Chisox).

"Throws to third...why I don't know..."

http://wapc.mlb.com/play/?content_id=26240819&topic_id=vtp_fastcast

15) that's classic Sterling. He gets in his own way sometimes, but otherwise delivers the goods.