I turned on the TV upon arriving at home from work yesterday, and after flipping through the stations was greeted by familiar voices. Baseball is back, and so are Don and Jerry. All is right with the world after all, and of course “hope springs eternal,” as they say. I was also greeted by some cleanly-shaven schmo in a Yankee’s uniform, but that hardly spoiled my evening.
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#1 by 1/2 2GD on March 23, 2006 - 1:47 pm
The phrase “cleanly-shaven schmo” sounds vaguely off-color.
#2 by Mike on March 24, 2006 - 12:47 am
I heard Pat Hughes and Ron Santo on the air for the first time this year last weekend, and had a similar experience. It’s such a comforting feeling. Feels like home.
It’s one of those things, I think, that you either “get” or you don’t, and if you don’t, there’s no amount of explanation that will make you understand.