Showing posts with label memory lane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memory lane. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2009

I've always said, announcing a ballgame is not easy

But picking on Joe is so easy I almost feel bad about passing this along, except I know Smiff enjoys it.

Top of the eighth. Cliff Lee has just given up his first hit of the game to the Cardinals, a double to right. Up in the booth, Joe Morgan decides to tell a story. You know where this is going...

Monday, January 21, 2008

A Real Holiday

No shopping to help the economy, feeding our faces, fireworks, or whatever happens on Labor Day...
I was curious to find that my father's book it still available out there. I can't tell whether it's still in print but Amazon has a few copies, and someone gave it a five star review.
Snuffy (as he was known to his friends, colleagues, and students) and his two sons (circa 1975):
Can you imagine Smiff wif hair and a tank top? Now you don't have to anymore. I was kinda cute (whatdaphokk happened?). Also, notice how totally baked my brother is (not much has changed there).