The hunk of hunk of burning love was spotted last night during the rain delay in the Astros-Cubs game doing his best Rick Dempsey impersonation. Not seen in his pockets was a fifth of Jack and enough horse tranquilizers to kill a Vietnamese village.
I'm a day late with this but I figured I might as well acknowledge the passing of Atlanta Braves announcer Skip Carey. Growing up in Atlanta with no cable at the time, Carey and Pete Van Wieren were the voices who resonated baseball during my childhood. Channel 17 was TBS and if you grew up in Atlanta you watched a lot of terrible Braves teams in the 80's. The 90's brought a new era of winning baseball thanks to the presence of GM John Schuerholz and manager Bobby Cox. Skip Carey was there all the way narrating the bad times and the good times. The call above was his greatest and yet I never heard it live. I was at that game with my Dad. It was the pinnacle of the Atlanta Braves history and Carey summed it up best with "Braves Win! Braves Win! Braves Win!" He was as big of a fan of the Braves as we were. He will be missed.
I feel comfortable knowing that Skip is more than likely sharing a bourbon with his legendary dad Harry in heaven.