Harry Caray
Harry Caray
Harry Caray, born Harry Christopher Carabinawas an American sportscaster on radio and television. He covered four Major League Baseball teams, beginning with 25 years of calling the games of the the St. Louis Cardinals . After a year working for the Oakland Athletics and eleven years with the Chicago White Sox, Caray spent the last sixteen years of his career as the announcer for the Chicago Cubs. He has won multiple Emmy Awards for baseball play-by-play and studio work for...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionSportscaster
Date of Birth1 March 1914
CitySt. Louis, MO
CountryUnited States of America
It's the fans that need spring training. You gotta get them interested. Wake them up and let them know that their season is coming, the good times are gonna roll.
I would always sing it (Take Me Out To The Ballgame) because I think it's the only song I knew the words to.
Scott Bullett, as he takes left field, is getting congratulations from everybody. He and his daughter are parents of a new baby.
You know Alou's name spelled backwards is Uola? That sounds like a first name, Uola.
Everything good that has happened to me has happened as a direct result of something bad.
Not only do I like to go to bars because I like to drink, I do like to drink, but I go because who do you see there? Baseball fans.
I'll tell you what's helped me my entire life. I look at baseball as a game. It's something where people can go out, enjoy and have fun. Nothing more.
Now, you tell me, if I have a day off during the baseball season, where do you think I'll spend it? The ballpark. I still love it. Always have, always will.
I don't know what the big deal about Cracker Jack is. Did you ever go buy a pack of Cracker Jack, thinking you'd get a prize and find no prize in the box? (pause) Here's the pitch...
I knew the profanity used up and down my street would not go over the air... So I trained myself to say 'Holy Cow' instead.
Aw, how could he Jorge Orta lose the ball in the sun, he's from Mexico.
Booze, broads and bullshit. If you got all that, what else do you need?
We all know the moon isn't made out of blue cheese...but if it was made out of bbq spare ribs would you eat it?
It could be, it might be... It is, A home run!