Like any die hard fan, it is often the case that didn't choose a particular team, but their triumphs and shortcomings affect you deeply. I love how Cashman has built this team over the past few seasons, I hate the lack of atmosphere in the New Yankee Stadium. I love the depth and resiliency this roster has shown throughout the 2012 campaign, I hate that Girardi still puts Soriano in the game in non-save situations (the man can only close out leads, not hold them). I love what A-Rod did for the team in the 2009 playoffs, I hate that we're stuck with him until the end of his career.
And finally, I love the sound of John Sterling's voice, but man oh man, do I hate the production he puts on every time somebody hits a home run. If you're not already familiar with his calls, after every Yankees home run, Sterling launches into personalized over-the top and contrived serenades built around the players' names. Every. Single. Time. Here are a list of nine of these calls in the order of a typical Yankee lineup.
1. El Capitan, has done it again!
2. Oh, Curtis! You're something sort of Grandish! The Grandy man can, ohhh the Grandy man can."
3. Robbie Cano, don't ya know!
4. An A-Bomb, from A-Rod!
5. Mark, sends a Tex message to the right field seats. Oh! You're on the Mark, Teixera!
6. Nick Swisher: Positively Swish-a-licious.
7. Oh, Raul be seein' you!
8. The Yankees' rising sun says "sayonara!
9. Russell shows muscle! Moinsieur Martín, ola!
10. Possibly the worst thing that Sterling does, however, is overreact to every possible home run. A fly ball to the track comes off Sterling's tongue like a monster shot into the second deck. Unfortunately, a monster shot into the second deck also comes off Sterling's tongue like a monster shot into the second deck. This leaves the listener in a constant battle with Sterling when that ball is in the air.
"Is it for real this time?"
"Is his enthusiasm for his patented 'it is high, it is far, it is---- ' home run call waning with every word, indicating that the ball is going to land into the fielder's glove just 310 feet away from home plate?"
In my opinion, listening to a ballgame is a sacred thing, and hearing a home run called by a radio announcer is the the sacred thing within the sacred thing. When the ball comes off the bat and it's not a no-doubter, we should be right there in suspense with the announcer, not trying to figure out if we are being deceived or not.
Damn you, John Sterling, and your indulgent, self-serving ways.
Now of course, Sterling is the one radio announcer I am truly familiar with. I'd love to hear other fans' gripes about their own hometown guys. Post below if you think you know somebody who can give Sterling a run for his money.
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