“Statistics are used much like a drunk uses a lamppost: for support, not illumination.”–Vin Scully
Ah, it’s that time of the year again. And the statistical probability is that I will be distracted to no end. But the baseball season won’t be quite the same without Vin Scully. He started calling games the year I was born and that was–er, that was–damned if I’m telling. Just watch the games and keep score. (If you’re a blasphemer and don’t like baseball, try my other blog (and podcast) at www.seekingdelphi.com.
“Little roller up along first. Behind the bag! It gets through Buckner! Here comes Knight and the Mets win it!”
“If one picture is worth a thousand words, you have seen about a million words. But more than that, you have seen an absolutely bizarre finish to Game 6 of the 1986 World Series. The Mets are not only alive, they are well and they will play the Red Sox in Game 7 tomorrow.”
Scully had many but that is the one etched in my mind forever.
I had my company’s front row field box seats for that game at Shea–and didn’t go. My wife was do with our one child that weekend, so I gave them to clients whom I would have preferred to escort to the game. And of course, my wife delivered a week late. My daughter has always loved that story.