Here's another baseball post for people who don't like baseball. It's about one of the most outrageous characters I've ever met.
back to my minor league days. For the three years I broadcast in the
minors for Syracuse and Tidewater. You meet a lot of colorful
individuals on that circuit but none even close to the announcer for
Louisville (who was replaced by a guy named Joe Buck). This guy, we’ll
call him “Louie” had a big booming voice and a style that only can be
described as carnival barker. Having crossed into middle age, Louie was
still a big skirt chaser, although in those days he generally wound up
getting girls in big skirts.
One day Louisville is in Des Moines.
He meets some woman at the hotel and they arrange to rendezvous in the
lobby at 11 PM after that night’s game.
Unfortunately, the game drags on.
visiting broadcast booth is right next to the main area of the press
box with an open window between the two. Reporters can easily hear the
It’s 10:40. Going into the 8th. The game
has at least a half hour to go, then there’s wrapping up the broadcast,
shutting down the equipment, and getting back to the hotel. No way will
Louie make his 11:00 tryst.
As the two teams are changing sides
and the pitcher is making his warm up tosses, the reporters start to
hear play-by-play coming from Louie’s booth.
“Bottom of the 8th,
Jones up, swings at the first pitch. Fly ball to right. Krellman makes
the catch. One out. Next up is Smith. He swings at the first pitch and
hits a grounder the first. Two quick outs…” etc.
MAKING UP the play-by-play. Sure enough, “his” game is over in ten
speedy minutes and he’s out the door. Louie belongs in the “Chutzpah
Hall of Fame” for that one stunt alone.
But there were many
others. Among them: getting thrown out of a game by an umpire for
ragging on him from the press box, getting thrown out of an NBA game and
costing his team a technical foul when he did same thing during his
brief tenure as the San Antonio Spurs announcer, getting fired from the
Minnesota Twins for illegally promoting a drag strip nightly on the
broadcast he had ties with, getting canned from a Cleveland sportstalk
station for accusing a team of “Jewing down” a player’s agent, and last I
heard he was doing TV weather in a small Midwestern town and was
arrested for fondling some woman’s breast in a carwash.
writer, if you were to put Louie in a script your producer would throw
it right back in your face saying he was waaaaay too implausible. And
he’d be right…except in minor league baseball. Guys like Louie made all
the nine hour bus rides, make up doubleheaders, and dinners at Shoneys