Remember “The Munsters”? Fred Gwynne brilliantly portrayed the child-like “Herman Munster” in the sixties sitcom. When “Grandpa” (Al Lewis) or wife “Lily” (Yvonne DeCarlo) would try to make Herman do something he didn’t want to do, he would petulantly stomp his feet, block his ears, and shout “You can’t make me.” That’s pretty much how I feel now about watching the 2010 World Series. People just assume or take for granted that because of who I am, or what I do, I’m glued to the set. Not true. During Game 1 on Wednesday, I suffered through the Celtics’ loss to the “James-less” Cavaliers. For Game 2, a night later, I was playing cards with my friends (Pitch) at the Knights of Columbus Hall. I literally could not care less who wins the series. That may seem odd, for a sports fan like me to not care, but it would have been fine with me if they skipped it all together this season.
You know how many times I’ve been annoyed by Tim McCarver this Fall Classic? None!! Not once. Why? Right, because I haven’t watched. McCarver is the master of the obvious. Nothing against Joe Buck. He’s a fine broadcaster, very talented. But it doesn’t seem right that he has now broadcast more World Series play by play on network TV than anyone in history. Vin Scully, Curt Gowdy, Sean McDonough. No one has broadcast more World Series games than Joe. Not even his dad, the late, great Jack Buck. I hope that if McCarver does a postgame interview after the champion is crowned, that somewhere, somehow, Deion Sanders is lurking in the shadows, at the ready with a bucket of water. In 1992, Sanders dumped 3 buckets of water on McCarver after the Braves clinched the pennant. McCarver had been critical of Sanders for playing in a football and a baseball game on the same day. I happen to think it was a remarkable feat. Nonetheless, McCarvers’ response to the shower was “You are a real man Deion, I’ll say that.”
They lined up a couple of real big shots to throw out the ceremonial first piches on Sunday for Game 4. Former Presidents Bush (father and son) are slated to do the honors. “W” is a former managing general partner for the Rangers and often attends the Ballpark at Arlington. I still get goosebumps at the thought of him throwing out the first pitch for Game 3 of the 2001 World Series at Yankee Stadium immediately after the tragedy of 9/11. In my mind, one of his finer moments. With the terrorists, no doubt, watching, he stood tall and fired a perfect strike, as the fans in New York chanted “USA, USA!!!”. George H.W. Bush has baseball in his blood. He played first base for Yale as a young man. Bush Sr. is often seen at Astros games. He and Barbara make their home in Houston, while “W” and Laura live in the Dallas area.
What a thrill it must be for my PawSox predecessor, Dave Flemming, now a radio broadcaster for San Francisco to call the Giants World Series games. Congratulations, Dave.