Word: play-by-play
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Black Sunday, a national bestseller by Thomas Harris (Putnam; $7.95), supposes an attempt to obliterate a Super Bowl football game (hurrah!) along with (alas!) both teams, the TV play-by-play and color men, beer vendors, pigeons, Pinkertons and some 100,000 spectators, including the President of the U.S. The sociopath who plans this provocation is not an Arab but a defecting American named Lander, who went sour while serving time as a P.O.W. in North Viet Nam. Now he pilots the advertising blimp that floats (aha!) above every important football contest. To get all the plastic explosive...
...thought it might be someone's radio tuned to some miscellaneous Phillies game. As I sat against the fence next to the Crimson dugout across from the first base stands, minding my own business and watching the crucial contest intently, I didn't pay much attention to the play-by-play to my right...
Even the radio broadcasting crew has changed this season. Dave Martin is out and Jim Wood is broadcasting along with play-by-play vet Ned Martin. And Narragansett Lager beer, the beer with that "straight from the barrel taste," is back again as a sponsor for the first time since the famous '67 season. (Of course, old favorite engineer A1 Walker is back once again this year to the delight of his many fans. Some things never change...
...doubt the two remaining clubs in the division will be tuned into Curt Gowdy's play-by-play next October. The Cubs should be happy the Phils are in the league or Wrigley's boys would definitely be "double mint, double good, double last," in the 1974 campaign. True, Chicago did junk that disgruntled pair of Ron Santo and Ferguson Jenkins on Unfortunate American League chumps. But the Cubs failed to capitalize on their close-out sale and will be knocking on the Phillies' dungeon door all season long...
Frisch managed the Cardinals for one more year, then moved on to run the Pittsburgh Pirates (1940-46) and the Chicago Cubs (1949-51). Between managing stints, he coached, then emerged as a play-by-play announcer for the Giants. His lament, "Oh, those bases on balls," became a fan's litany. After a 1956 heart attack, Frisch retired. He tended his azaleas, added to his collection of classical recordings and hurled steady disparagement at modern-day baseball. Samples: "Today's spring-training camps are country clubs without dues . . . Baseball players today do not have...