Maybe it's the torrential rains, which have pruined-up the Master's normally unrelenting spirit. It's hard to warble while dodging hailstones. And it's hell to be trying to cover Sammy D.
But here we are, in the playoffs, and John has fallen into a rookie year habit: Not following through on his signature Candyman call. That's how an announcer gets into trouble. You must finish your pitches. If you cannot command the home run call, you cannot expect your team to supply the necessary home runs to win a World Series.
What's next? "An A-bomb from A-rah?" A home run by "el capitah?" Listen:
It must be rated entirely on form, execution and degree of difficulty.
On that note, the Grandy Man call is one of the hardest home run signatures known to broadcasting. It requires the creation of a word - "Grandish" - and a seamless segue into song. Imagine Vin Scully attempting this. Or worse, Tim McCarver. No. They don't have what it takes.
My score on last night's HR call:
(Rated on perfect scale of 5)
3.31
Yours?
1 comment:
Short arming, just like that yankee reliever great Benny Ayala
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