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Monday, December 5, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #108

100% proceeds go to the Michael J Fox Foundation. 

Interviewing Joe Buck
About two weeks after the end of our tour, Joe Buck was in Los Angeles to film a commercial for Bud Light. He invited me out to interview him at Dodger Stadium. When I arrived, I found him quickly at his Starwagon (where the talent hang out between takes) and he graciously shook my hand. We went up to one of the media booths in the stadium and had the following conversation.

RC:
I read in your bio that you’ve been calling professional games since 1989. Is that right?

JB:
That’s right. I’ve been calling games for most of my adult life and I’ve been going to games since I was about zero and a half.

RC:
Tell me about the first game you remember as a kid.

JB:
First game I remember as a kid...I remember because it was a traumatic experience. I was in the back of the booth, sitting with my mom -- I think I was three, maybe four. I was in the back of the booth. My dad and Mike Shannon are broadcasting the game down below. And as they’re doing the game I knocked a Coke over on top of them as they broadcast the game. And they turned around and looked at me and -- it was just their natural reaction. I burst into tears. They had a good laugh at it. They had to take a shower after that, but they had a good laugh and I had an experience that I will never forget.

RC:
Baseball for you had to be everyday life growing up.

JB:
Yeah, I got a chance to start broadcasting professionally in this business when I was 19 and the reason is it was really just an extension of the same life I’d been leading since I could remember. All I really did was change seats. I used to sit down there next to  my dad and Mike Shannon with no microphone in front of it and I moved to the seat next to them with the microphone in front of it. It just felt natural. I’ve been around ball parks, I’ve been in clubhouses, I’ve been around big league players. From a personal standpoint it felt really natural making that jump.

RC:
Since you’ve been around the game that long, can you tell me why baseball matters to America? The love affair seems to have shifted. 

JB:
I think baseball still is the national past time. And I work in both Major League Baseball and the NFL and the NFL can’t wait to show you all the numbers about how the ratings are “this” and it blows away baseball. But all I needed to know was in 2001 after 9/11, to be in New York, to do a World Series, to have those moments to have it be something to take everyone’s mind -- for a brief while -- off these really scary times in our country’s history -- told me all I needed to know. Baseball was still there. Baseball was still alive and willing to be a diversion and powerful enough to be a diversion just for those few hours to make people -- especially in New York -- to kind of set that aside and enjoy the sport.

RC:
And why is that? Why does baseball have that hold on America like that?

JB:
I just think it’s history. When you have history that is passed on from generation to generation; when a grandfather can tell a son and a grandson about seeing Willie Mays and the way he used to go back and catch a fly ball in center field to a kid who’s watching Ken Griffey Jr. do it in 2004, that is what makes it a fun game. There’s no sport that has a love for it’s history like Major League Baseball. You can name all the big record holders in baseball. I don’t care what they say about the NFL, you can’t tell me who has the touchdown record, who has the passing record, who has the -- it’s just not that type of sport. It’s more for the here and now. Major League Baseball is history, not only to do with this country but within families. It bridges generations.

RC:
So you mention baseball as a great diversion in the sense of 9/11 and the history of it -- I should preface this by saying, I went to the Negro League Museum in Kansas City and they drew a correlation I never thought about before in these terms, but he said Jackie Robinson really set the table for Martin Luther King. Do you think that’s fair?

JB:
Well I think you could definitely go back through the history of baseball and look at the Jackie Robinson situation and see where it parallels and mirrors what was going on in American life. Whether it’s the introduction of the African American athlete into clubhouses, suffering all they suffered on Major League Baseball fields from the fans and, not just their opponents, but their teammates as well, I’m sure parallels the struggles that was going on in every day life in jobs across the country. This just happened to be in the spotlight. So I think there’s definitely a correlation there. And I think baseball has that distinction more than any other sport.

RC:
Did you play baseball?

JB:
I played in high school. I was good in high school. I went to college, went to Indiana, was walking on and dislocated my pitching shoulder. Two consecutive pitches and...the good thing is it didn’t crush a dream because I was realistic. I knew I wasn’t good enough to get to the Major League level. I think the only thing it did do was give me an appreciation for how good these guys really are. And when you sit back as a broadcaster or as a fan and you see a guy mistake or an error or a guy strikes out with the bases loaded and nobody out and you say, “How can that happen?” -- when you have some idea of how hard it is, and I don’t pretend to know anymore than the next guy, I think I appreciate it that much more -- how good they are.

RC:
Do you think that works for you as an announcer, too? You seem to have an everyman’s approach.

JB:
Yeah. Two things: First of all, when my dad drove me down to Lousiville to start my professional career in 1989 he said, “You know you’ve grown up watching Major League Baseball, watching Major League players play this game. Realize, now, you’re going to the minor leagues and you’re going to see some guys that aren’t Major League quality and unless you feel that you could have made the play 10 times out of 10 times, you can’t be overly critical.” You can’t lie to the crowd, to the audience, but you can’t get on these guys. That’s part one. Part two is my opinon’s no different than anyone else’s. I mean in this day and age of talk radio and a sea of highlights and reruns and games that are on night after night, my opinion’s no more valuable than the next guy. And I appreciate everyone’s opinion and I try to state mine without being too forceful about it or beating you over the head with it. So I appreciate everyone’s opinion and I think that people who really respect this game that are in it appreciate the everyday man’s or woman’s opinion just as much as their own.

RC:
What do you think your dad taught you about the game and what it means to life?

JB:
My dad taught me a lot of things about the game and very little of it has to do with the actual calling of a broadcast -- Ball one, strike two... It’s more about how to act as a person, how to treat people the right way. It’s how to go through life being a semi-celebrity in his case -- or a celebrity full-on and treating everybody equally. From day one I saw my father treat the lady who runs the elevator at Busch stadium the same as he would treat his boss coming in to talk to him about the broadcast. And if you have that attitude and that approach I think it’ll serve you well, not just as a broadcaster but as a human being. I think it was good to see him achieve the kind of success that he achieved and then to see how he handled it and didn’t change. he treated everyone, when they came up to shake his hand, as an important person. That’s just the way he was consistently.

RC:
Does baseball, as a game itself, have life lessons for fans or for you as a broadcaster?

JB:
Yeah. Not to get too philosophical about it but I think any fan who’s hanging on every pitch and watches as your favorite player on your favorite team strikes out with a chance to win the game, you go to bed thinking about it, you wake up the next day thinking about it. But then, the next day, the best part about it is there’s a game the next night. You go right back to it. Last night’s game is a distant memory and now you’re living for the here and now. And I think there’s something there to be learned about life.  You have your expectations up about something and it doesn’t come through and you can’t just give in. You just pick up the next day and move on. I think there’s a good lesson in that. There’s something about the every day nature of baseball, the rising and falling of it, the long trek through the season from spring training hopefully through the end of the playoffs, I think you can learn a lot about life from.

RC:
When was your dad diagnosed with Parkinson’s?

JB:
He passed away when he was about to turn 78 and I would say and he lived with it, with us being aware of it, for I’d say nine or ten years. Everybody’s story is different with the symptoms and how the symptoms are handled and how the medication treats the symptoms. I just know that he lived with it for a long time, lived with it for a long time in the public eye and if there’s anything I take away from my dad’s example in that end of it was that it didn’t slow him down. Yes he had tremors. Yes it took him longer to sign autographs. There were times where he really didn’t feel that great. He was dealing with a lot of other things besides just Parkinson’s, but, he still was the same person. And he wasn’t too proud to have his hand shake as he signed an autograph for somebody or have that stop him. He was probably more active when he was 77 than when he was 67. And he was full-blown Parkinson’s and everything else was going on, but he was still trying to make a difference and he didn’t let the disease stop him.

RC:
Do you remember things your dad would say -- I read this in several places -- he said things to set people’s minds at ease about the Parkinson’s Disease and the tremors?

JB:
Oh God. He would sit up at night  thinking about different things to say. His line about he met Muhammad Ali the other day and they shook hands and it took people 15 minutes to get them untangled. That was one. Another one he said was when they dedicated a bust, that was made in his likeness at Busch Stadium, he got up and he said, “I’m 75 years old, I’ve given the Cardinals the best years of my life and now I’m giving them some of the worst.” And he had a way of making light of the situation, a very serious situation, but doing it so that everybody was disarmed, the whole situation was disarmed and you wouldn’t even think about it. And I think that really says something for him and it’s a good lesson to learn.

RC:
The one I heard was, “What’s shakin’ -- besides me?”

JB:
Right. He had that, he told my mom he was going to join a band and play the castanets. He said he was at an auction where he bought a $5,000 trip to the booth to meet himself because he couldn’t keep his hand down. He had such a great sense of humor that it made everybody smile about it. 
 

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #100

100% proceeds go to the Michael J Fox Foundation. 

Aug. 9, 2004 - Bob
Los Angeles, CA

We struck out with the beach camping -- try as we may, the sites were jam-packed. I should have known better. I was remembering a year ago when I camped in late September -- quite a bit of difference in terms of availability in late Sept. vs. early August. One of those “details”. Sigh...

I did jump in the water for a bit. That was magical. Body Boarding to me is something that touches and refreshes my soul. I feel a deep connection with the ocean. When I lived in L.A. previously, there were times when I would get to the beach at sunrise ride for an hour, do my work, then return at sunset for the last few rays of sunlight, just to be in the water for the day’s changing of the guard.

Very magical.

We ended up crashing at my friends, DJ and Shalee’s place in Playa Del Rey. I’ve known them since their undergraduate days at Loyola Marymount University and look at them now: married, hard working professionals and home owners, to boot. They were very sweet to have us last minute as they did -- hard working, extremely thoughtful duo, those two.

Aug. 10, 2004 - Bob
Anaheim, CA

Our pre game party was at BJ’s Brewery in Brea (boo-yah). It was AWESOME. They set us up with salad, pasta, pizza and beer, all for gratis. A few employees on their off time decided to join us. What a great group of people. I wish we could have generated more of a crowd as BJ’s was happy to provide us with as much food and drink as we needed.

Angel Stadium is...kind of a mix between Comerica and Busch. It has some of the pressed upon elements of it’s old Disney ownership, yet, there’s still some things about it that work and are very fan friendly. There’s a section where fans can run the distance from home plate to first and check their time against David Eckstein’s. We saw one young man take it to within a few tenths of a seconds of Eckstein’s time -- not bad. I wasn’t about to flip flop my way along there.

We’re serious scoreboard watchers tonight. While the O’s have brought out their whippin’ sticks on the Angels (way to go, Birds!) the A’s are in a tight one with Detroit. Though the Rangers are in the race, too, I have the most concern about the Angels for the AL West crown. The wild card -- don’t even want to think about it. Besides, Boston is shaping up too well -- they will be a force I hope the A’s don’t have to reckon with in the post season. Much rather take on the pinstripes. For whatever reason, the Sox have just taken apart the A’s all year long (hangover from last year’s playoff? Nah...).

After the game, there was a tired smile on both Dad’s and my face. We’re literally headed home to the Bay Area. There’s anticipation and happiness as well as some fear because we don’t know what we’re getting into with mom and her depression.

I hope she’s well. I know it will be good for us to be there with her -- for all of us.
 

Friday, November 25, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #99

San Diego, CA
Last night, after several hours and almost $200 in, I hit a royal flush on a video poker machine and won $1,000! I put a few dollars back into the machine and decided to call it a night. 
We’re up and on our way to San Diego. We are meeting a group at B.J’s pub, including a local Parkinsonian.
August 8th, 2004 - Dad
San Diego, CA
San Diego was special primarily because of Chuck and Audrey Miller. Their fund raising efforts made the trip possible. They graciously opened their house to us and made us feel very welcome.
Petco field was okay. Nothing at all wrong with it but it seemed to lack character. It fits in with the Southern California/beach feeling. I guess I think of Baseball in terms of northern surroundings. Tell that to the boys in the Dominican Republic.
Park Number 25 (of 30), Petco Field
Pittsburgh 3, San Diego 1
WP: K. Wells (5-6)   LP: D. Wells (6-7)
Minnesota 4, Oakland 3
Aug. 9, 2004 - Dad
Los Angeles, CA
The Dodgers were responsive to us. They gave us 25 tickets. We had a good turnout for our pre game BBQ. There was the usual late arriving on our part. There was also a very large crowd, 58,000 + and a beautiful sunny day to enjoy. 
Aug. 9, 2004 - Bob
Los Angeles
Today Dad and I go to Costco, see my Cousin Theresa and then get a workout in, methinks -- that would be really good, gust before getting off to the beach. Nothing too crazy, just enough to pump the blood a bit. 
Malibu camping -- so looking forward to it. Now is good. 
Park Number 26 (of 30), Dodger Stadium
Philadelphia 4, Los Angeles 1
WP: B. Myers (7-8)   LP: B. Penny (9-9)

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #90


July 29, 2004 - Bob
Minneapolis, MN

We arrived at the YOPC after the long drive. I was initially distracted as our plans for tomorrow’s Chicago Cubs game were very much in limbo after seemingly being squared away just yesterday.

We were warmly welcomed, receiving hugs from some folks we knew like Mike O’Leary, Mary Ann Sprinkle and Jack Hungelman. We were given the opportunity to tell our story to everyone. Afterward, I led everyone in singing a round of “Take me out to the ballgame”.

Just like everywhere else, the magic started happening as we started listening.

Graphic Artist Alan Rabinowitz was diagnosed with PD in June of 1999. 

BC:
Alan, you grew up as a--

AR:
I grew up in Brooklyn, New York. And I was taught as a little kid that the Dodgers were the best team and the Yankees were the enemy.

BC:
And when were you born?

AR:
1951 in Brooklyn. The same year that Mr. Thompson hit the home run over Branca, “The shot heard ‘round the world.”

BC:
And how did that call go?

AR:
"The Giants win the Pennant! The Giants win the Pennant! The Giants win the Pennant!" At any rate my first baseball game that I was supposed to go to I was about five years old. It got rained out. And the next year the Dodgers moved out of Brooklyn. Then I became a Mets fan. I could never root for the Yankees. I could never, ever -- they were the other guys. They were from the Bronx, we were from Brooklyn. Pterodactyls still fly through the skies of the Bronx. So I became a Mets fan. As bad as they were, they were still our team. We’d go to the Polo Grounds or out to Shea and they were bad but it was fun.

Then it was the summer of ‘69 which was...unbelievable. Or as we used to say back in the neighborhood, (with heavy Brooklyn accent) “Unbelievable!” And it was one of my three favorite baseball memories. The other one was the ‘91 Braves.

I moved to Atlanta in ‘79 and saw even more bad baseball for a number of years. ‘Til the ‘91 season when the Braves coalesced and became “The Braves”. It was great. Everyone was doing the Tomahawk Chop. My son was two years old, he was doing the Tomahawk Chop. I remember doing it when we lost in the ‘91 playoffs. Lonnie Smith got deked out by Chuck Knoblauch in game seven of the World Series. Zero to Zero, Terry Pendelton hits one deep to the corner I said, “Lonnie Smith’s gonna score!” He gets deked, winds up on third and we can’t bring the run in.

But, the next year, 1992, game seven of the NLCS, the Pirates are up two-zip going to the bottom of the ninth. The Braves come up. They get one run back. Then there’s two outs. The bases are loaded and up comes Francisco Cabrera, who was the third string catcher. And I’m standing in the living room saying, “Come on, Frankie! Come on, Frankie!” On a two and one count, he slaps one past the short stop and out to Barry Bonds in left. The tying run comes in. Then Sid Bream, the slowest man in baseball, who was on second base, comes tearing down the basepath like a runaway locomotive and sliiiiiides. And if his foot was a half-inch shorter he would have been out. The ball comes. Their catcher, LeValier, tries to tag him. Sid’s foot touches the corner of the base. Braves win. Or as Skip Carey said, “Braves Win! Braves Win! Braves Win!”

I’m sitting in my living room and I think everybody in my neighborhood heard me go, “ALL RIGHT!” I woke my kid up. “What’s wrong, Daddy? What’s wrong?” I said, “The Braves won!” He said, “Oh.” He’s a big baseball fan, but he was also about three years old at the time and too tired to deal with it.

BC:
Were there in repercussions from your wife?

AR:
She said, “Do you have to yell so loud? The neighbors are going to hear you.” And I said, “But the Braves won! Sid Bream -- my man!” Francisco Cabrera could have run for Congress in Georgia and won. He could have. It was incredible.

BC:
Tell me about your artwork and why you do it.

AR:
Well I call this digitography. What I do is I take existing imagery and I manipulate them in the computer using Photoshop Elements. And what got me started doing it was, my son’s Bar Mitzvah a couple of years ago, my wife is into genealogy and she wanted to do a family tree. And we had all these old family photographs and I said, let me mess around with these in Photoshop. It turned out great.

About the same time, the PD was getting worse and I fell into depression, I had insomnia. I couldn’t focus for work. I was a writer and I was missing deadlines. I was up and I swore I would not stay up all night watching television. I was up and I was trying to write. And I was on the computer anyway, so I said let me see what will happen if I start to mess around with some of these photos. And that’s what happened. I started playing with photos and I do this and that, add them together and get “that”.