All this, and Mel Allen in the broadcast booth!
“Hey, getcha cold beer!” How many times did I hear that, growing up?
Daytime baseball, New York Yankee games brought to you by Ballantine Beer, brewed right here in New Jersey. And next door on the ballfield, the crack of the bat. I love that sound! Another memory: standing outside the fence, watching the batter–and discovering that he hits the ball before I hear the crack. Kind of a physic lesson.
It was great to be 12 years old in 1960!