The Rally Onion wants 150 fans before Opening Day.
The Dodgers paid for him to be cloned.
The Sox traded Bullfrog the only player they've got for Shottenhoffen. Four-eyes Shottenhoffen a utility infielder. They've got a whole team of utility infielders.
That's great news!. He's still one of the best.
Reds Fan Since 1971
Great news! It will be a sad day for me when he hangs it up for good.....and that is from a Dodger hater from way back.
Let's play two!!!
I wish there was someone out there who was aspiring to be the next one.
This is good news! I hope he goes to 100. Same with Marty. As much as he is maligned here, there is no one on the horizon who compares ( not that Marty is in the same league, because he's not). Just like many others, I could listen to Vin and Marty all day long. The newer guys, including our own, not so much. Maybe I'm old. No doubt I am. But the iconic voices will soon be gone.
"You only have to bat a thousand in two things; flying and heart transplants. Everything else you can go 4-for-5."
Vin Scully could make a paint drying contest interesting. I love the way he calls a game and hope he continues for many years to come.
Baseball's Dorian Grey, I bet there is a painting of him in the basement at Dodger Stadium.
Dodgers fans picked up the knack of bringing their transistor radios, as revolutionary in their day as when iPhones were introduced, to the cavernous Memorial Coliseum almost immediately. East Coast critics of the transplanted team, ever ready to lambaste the Hollywood crowds, claimed the pocket radios were proof the fans were so genuinely ignorant of the sport that the game had to be explained to them as they watched. No doubt there was some truth to this assertion, for there were obviously those in attendance who knew little about baseball. What such commentators conveniently ignored, of course, was that a high caliber of baseball in the form of the Pacific Coast League had long been played in Southern California.
There was another reason fans felt compelled to bring their portable radios to the ballpark: Vin Scully instantly captivated the Southland. Then, as now, his Irish lilt made baseball what it was supposed to be entertaining. It was natural for Angelenos to wonder beyond the mere statistics: just who were these guys?