Curtis Edward "Curt" Gowdywas an American sportscaster, well known as the longtime "voice" of the Boston Red Sox and for his coverage of many nationally televised sporting events, primarily for NBC Sports in the 1960s and 1970s... (wikipedia)
Terry backed up and did a swan dive into the water and was swimming after the fish and the rod. It's the only time I ever saw a fish catch a man.
I thought it was terrible. I don't know who to believe. Williams was very loyal and honest. Nobody could ever say different. Sometimes, that got him into a lot of trouble. But after he died and they cut his head off, that made me sick.
Genesee beer. The great outdoors in a glass.
Folks, this is perfect weather for today's game. Not a breath of air.
I never took myself too seriously.
An announcer is only as good as yesterday's performance.
Brooks Robinson is not a fast man, but his arms and legs move very quickly.
I was never a 'homer', a broadcaster who cheers the home team. Some fans don't like that. But my job wasn't to cheer. My job was to broadcast the game.
Whether I caught fish or not, just the thrill of rolling out that line and watching my fly turn over has been good enough for me. That and the hundreds of treasured memories I have of this wonderful sport.
I tried to pretend that I was sitting in the stands with a buddy watching the game - poking him in the ribs when something exciting happened.
It wasn't like it is now. But for the types of teams we had, the fans were very good here. On some Thursday afternoon games, we'd get 25,000 fans. That was remarkable. This has always been a great Red Sox city.