In defense of Miller
I am writing in response to Bob Crooks' letter of May 31. Crooks asks the question, "When is Jon Miller going to learn how to announce a game?" My question is, "Mr. Crooks, where have you been living for the past 12 years?"
Jon Miller is the best announcer in baseball, bar none. I can liken the way he announces a baseball game to an elegant painting. Every detail of the game he describes is truely picturesque. The voices of other announcers he imitates only adds to the enjoyment of an otherwise slow-moving game.
HTC Greg Szczepaniak
The all-stars in the booth
Let's put this thing to rest real quick about the abilities of the various Orioles game announcers.
It has been often said that Baltimore baseball fans are among the most knowledgeable. Where do we think a lot of that knowledge came from? Come on now! Get real!
Bailey Goss, Chuck Thompson, Bill O'Donnell, Joe Angel, Brooks Robinson, Jim Palmer and Jon Miller. Who has had a greater all-star lineup? Oh, how lucky we've been. Chuck and Jon have voices of absolute quality. They are interesting and knowledgeable. Brooks and Jim give that insight that only someone who has been there can possibly communicate.
We've had a fascinating and diverse group. Chuck's return brings back good feelings again. Jon Miller's problem is that he just plain loves life and conveys it. Tell me we have too much of that today! I think we've gotten a little spoiled.
Cal, you're one of the family
Cal Ripken Jr. is a class act and sure-fire Hall of Famer who has thrilled baseball fans across the country throughout his brilliant career. He has earned unflinching loyalty and support from the fans in the Baltimore area, and deservedly so. However, loyalty is a two-way street. I mean, you don't stop loving your parents just because they can't buy you all the toys you want or can't afford to get you a new car for graduation, do you? Of course not!
Cal and his agent (the root of all evil) realize that Baltimore cannot compete financially with New York, Los Angeles or Chicago, and a move to one of those sites would certainly bring him a million or two more. But what price do you put on peace of mind? Just ask Bonilla or Tartabull about the New York faithful. Got a set of earplugs handy, Cal? Baltimore has the greatest baseball fans in the country, and regardless of how well, or more importantly, how poorly he plays, the team and the town will always be behind him 100 percent. Stay with us Cal. This is your home.
Jack D. Cook
Brady Anderson gets my vote
During this great comeback Orioles season, we have some players to thank. One player who came forward was Brady Anderson. When I talk baseball with my friends, all we talk about is how he has turned it around, his 42 RBI ranking him fourth in the American League, his 10 home runs, his always steady defense. Many people compare the Orioles to the worst to first Twins of '91, but I prefer to compare them to the Braves of '91. The Braves were exciting, young, and had good pitching (like the indications of the Orioles so far). Brady Anderson is doing what Ron Gant did for the Braves last year. They compare as easily as the Braves and the Orioles. Gant had 32 home runs and 105 RBI, and Brady is on pace to come close or exceed all those important numbers. What does this mean? Well, the Braves went to the World Series . . . We can only hope and wait.
A Blast of a season
As a Blast fan and season ticket-holder for 11 years, this is what I saw last season:
1. Ian Frazier and Doug Neely shutting down the league's big scorers -- Tatu and Preki.
2. Domenic Mobilio breaking Joe Fink's game-winning goals record and being named MVP.
3. Rookie Doug Miller's first MSL goal.
4. Joe Koziol's excellent defense in goal when Chris Vaccaro got pulled out of the net.
5. Mark Mettrick's first hat trick.
6. An all-star game in which five Blast players were named by their peers to play.
7. Tireless community appearances by all the Blast players, who gladly sign autographs for free.
To all the players -- thank you for a memorable season.
We no longer have a Blast
We've put up with an awful lot during our years as Blast supporters; we've had to. We love the game and finally worked our schedules and pockets up to mini-season-ticket holders last year. We wanted to support a troubled league and team. We've talked about what a great game this is to our friends and encouraged them to support the Blast as well. Between ourselves we've talked about the crazy decision to trade Hank Henry, the stupidity that resulted in Paul Dougherty and Paul Wright ending up in San Diego and the insanity of letting Dale Mitchell play elsewhere.
When we talked over the latest moronic management decision to dismiss Billy Ronson in favor of "youth," we came to realize that we might be the cretins. Although we'd favor the decision to go with "youth" in the hiring of a new head coach, we just can't see any sense in allowing seasoned, proven, consistent talent in the form of Billy Ronson get away.
Thanks, Billy, for all you did for the Blast! And thanks for saving us $200 before we sent off our mini-season-ticket requests.
This was the straw that broke our desire to support the Blast any further.
How Littwin sees it
After reading Mike Littwin's commentary on the sport of gymnastics, I was angry and shocked that he could be so narrow-minded. A sport is not simply "when you get somewhere the fastest, throw something the farthest or score the most points/runs/goals." Every sport requires strength, endurance, training, talent, patience, and a genuine love for the activity. Gymnasts practice hundreds of long, grueling hours in the gym and are a joy to watch perform. The same goes for all the other sports Littwin attacked -- ice skating, diving, and synchronized swimming. Everyone who participates in those sports is a hard-working athlete who deserves the credit and recognition of any other athlete, whether or not their sport "has the added attraction of spitting."