Rant #3,943: Telephone Line

Yesterday ended up being a kind of strange day in my "Week of Hell."

I was to have what I thought was a one-on-one in-person meeting with the doctor who did the procedure where I had six polyps removed, but I found out at about 7:30 a.m. that the meeting was actually a televisit, where I would meet with the doctor over the phone.

This was not told to me when I initially made the appointment, and the only reason that I found out is that right after I woke up on Wednesday, took a shower and got dressed, I received a text about payment for the visit--

And it clearly said that it was a televisit.

First off, why I was contacted so early in the morning for payment is one thing--

But why wasn't I told that this was a televisit when the appointment was initially made?

Actually, it was good that it was a televisit, because if I had to come to the doctor's office and physically be there, since the appointment was at 5 p.m., I would have had to leave at about 3:30 p.m., since the office is quite a ways away from me, and I probably would not be home until 7 p.m. or so--

So while I was happy that this appointment was a televisit, I wish that I would have been told about this right when I made the appointment.

But let me tell you more about the televisit.

The doctor's office literally told me on Wednesday morning that I would get a link sent to me to connect with the doctor, and by about 4:30 p.m., I had not received anything.

My brain told me to look around, and I decided to go into the electronic invoice that was generated when I paid so early that morning--

And the invoice contained the link!

So at about 4:45 p.m., I connected, and I was in the "waiting room."

It soon became 5 p.m., and nothing.

Then it became 5:15 p.m., and I was still in the waiting room.

I called the doctor's answering service, and it took me a good 15 minutes to connect with them.

And then, miraculously, I saw the doctor on my phone's screen.

This was at about 5:45 p.m. or so--

Or 45 minutes after I was to meet with him electronically.

A new problem arose--

I could see and hear him, but he could not hear or see me.

He decided to call me directly on my phone, and finally, we did connect--

But then I lost him again!

He promptly called me back, and apologized for being so late.

Couldn't one of his staff perhaps have called me and told me he was going to be late?

No, I can't expect that, I guess, but I was none too happy about this whole thing.

Finally, we connected over the phone for good, and--

NONE OF THE SIX POLYPS THAT HE REMOVED WAS CANCEROUS!!!!!!!

Just to cut a very long story short, one of the six was near cancerous, but it has been removed and I don't have to go the next step, which would have been surgery.

The doctor said that I "was a challenge," but none of the polyps are cancerous--

I just have to go for another procedure in six months to make sure that they don't come back!

Yes, I did breathe a big sigh of relief, but to have to go through all this to hear that I probably dodged a bullet ...

Why do these things always happen to me?

Moving onto today ...

I have another work meeting, and then tomorrow, I have my next procedure to fix whatever is wrong with me.

At this writing, I still don't have the slightest idea when that will be, as they have yet to call me with a time.

I am hoping it is in the morning, which will give me time to get it done and heal over the rest of Friday and throughout the weekend.

I guess that as I have said before, these are just mountains that I have to scale, and I will do it because I want good health, and nothing less.

This procedure on Friday will force me to not have a Friday Rant this week, and hopefully by Monday, I will be able to get back in the saddle and begin the week with a brand new entry.

It might take me a few days to fully recover, or it might take me a few hours, I really don't know at this point.

So I am going to make today's Rant a particularly short one, and just say that I hope that everything goes OK, and that I am well on the road to recovery.

Full recovery is my goal, and like I just said, I have a few mountains in front of me to scale--

And I fully believe that I will do it, and put all of this stuff behind me.

So have a great weekend, and yes, barring anything unforeseen, I will speak to you again on Monday--

Knowing a little bit more about my condition, and hopefully, on the right road to good health.

Wish me luck.

(And let me wish my daughter a happy birthday. I am having the procedure tomorrow, which is her birthday--I seem to have these things on important family days--and I did not want to miss out on her special occasion. Happy birthday!)

Rant #3,942: Head Games

Well, yesterday was Day Two of my personal Week From Hell, and even though I had just a work meeting to attend, as well as some work-related things to do, it pooped me out.

Like I have been saying for weeks, I simply do not have the stamina I once had, and even things like this take my breath away.

And right in the middle of some work I had to do, I received a call from the place that I am having my Friday procedure at, and they went over the usual stuff, like my prep for this, what medicine I am currently taking, etc.--

But they still did not have a time for this procedure.

I won't know until they call me on Thursday afternoon.

Hopefully, it will be done in the morning, so I have plenty of time to rest up and heal afterward.

But not knowing at what time I am going to have this makes me even more irritated, and more upset and frustrated.

If you remember, when I had my surgery in March, I was never told what time the surgery would be held, I called up my doctor, and they proceeded to give me the wrong time, and finally, I called the hospital myself to find out when the surgery would be.

I was not supposed to be doing this, but the situation called on me to jump over some hoops to find out this important information.

I never received an explanation--nor an apology--from anyone, not the doctor nor the hospital.

Totally ridiculous, but true.

I hope the same thing does not happen this time.

And today, I have to visit with the doctor who did my latest procedure--remember the one where they found six polyps?--to further discuss what i had done.

I have to go to this office in late afternoon, won't get home until early evening, and i am not looking forward to this at all--

But it will present a clearer picture of one of the things I have to take care of healthwise.

Wish me luck.

Onto other things ...

World Cup fever is hitting our country, and it is hitting it particularly hard in the New York Metropolitan Area, as some of the matches are going to be held in New Jersey, or as they like to call it, "New York/New Jersey Stadium."

Me, I don't care one bit ...

It is baseball season, you know.

Here is what I had to say about it on Facebook, and a lot of people did not take very kindly to my observations.

"The further Third Worlding of America ...

The U.S. needs "soccer" like we collectively need a hemorrhoid. Once again, this ultra-political sport is being foisted on us, and we really could live without it. And only the rich can afford it, anyway, based on the prices for tickets and transportation. So I am not arguing about the concept of being outside; this is nothing but a political-based money grab that most people could care less about."

Somebody actually had the audacity to not know that soccer matches are often more politics than sports in Europe and elsewhere around the world.

How someone cannot know this is beyond my comprehension, but I guess there are people who are just so ignorant about such things that this needs to be explained to them.

Here is what I said about this.

"Look at what happens at matches in Europe; riots, political outbursts, anti-Semitic chanting ... if you know about soccer, or football, at all, it is often politically tinged, and we don't need sports that bring on that type of rhetoric here. And isn't the USA in this tournament? Then why are so many so-called "Americans" rooting for their original countries' teams rather than the USA team? They are here, they are citizens, why are they rooting for non-USA teams? This is the type of nonsense that soccer brings to the fore that I am talking about."

And here is how I summed everything up.

"I am old enough to know that the country has had soccer pushed onto it since at least the late 1950s, probably earlier. Remember the Cosmos, the Generals ... we collectively rejected it then, and it is getting pushed once again because it is a money grab, nothing more. Soccer will always be a niche sport here, and it will continue to be once World Cup fever--clearly pushed by the media--is over and done with."

So if you like soccer, or football, fine with me, but I could care less, to be honest with you.

We have our major team sports--baseball, basketball, football and hockey--and we have other sports--like bowling, tennis and golf, heck, even pickleball--to keep us occupied.

And the very group that this tournament is being most pitched to--recent immigrants, here either legally or illegally-- most can't even possibly afford to go to these games!

We really don't need soccer, but if you like soccer, that is your choice.

It simply isn't mine.

Rant #3,941: Out of Limits

Well, I guess I got through the first day of my personal "Week of Hell" in one piece.

I saw both my dermatologist and my retinologist on Monday morning, and I guess I am OK, for right now, in those regards.

Today begins my further horrors leading up to Friday, when I actually have to get a procedure done, so yes, I am counting the days.

Mother's Day was really just another day for my family and I.

We had some plans for Saturday, they were scuttled, so even though I wanted to go out to a restaurant on Saturday--our son works on Sunday, so I figured we could celebrate as a family a day early--but my wife didn't want to go out, with bad weather about.

So I brought in food that she wanted from the local pizza parlor, and that was pretty much that.

My son and I gave my wife cards for the celebration on Sunday, but my gift to her had not arrived in the mail by Sunday, so I gave it to her when it came on Monday.

So, you can say that I am off and running ...

Hopefully more on than off.

Onto other things ...

I see that the government has released an entire trove of UFO-related files, from the 1950s to the current time.

It really doesn't mean much of anything, but it still engenders a lot of curiosity.

The clips and photos are grainy--even the more recent ones--and who knows whether what is contained in these clips are factual--

Or just fun.

The way you can explain these things are many, including:

1) They are, in fact, UFOs, or, as they are now referred to, "Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena" (UAP).

2) They were sighted, but they were weather balloons or there are other reasons for their existence.

3) They were actual flying vessels, but were sent over here by foreign powers--and yes, we probably did the same thing to them, too.

Personally, I do believe that the existence of these photos and images are a combination of all three reasons, and like President Trump said, it is up to us to decide what they represent and "to have fun with it."

I don't believe we are the only beings in the galaxy, I do believe that some of these things were real, but it is probably a mix of the reasons I wrote about above.

Heck, even astronauts have seen some strange things when they are in outer space, so I won't question their logic.

And yes, I have had my own experience with a UFO, or at least what I thought was one.

It must have been sometime in the early to mid 1980s, I was driving home at night--well after midnight--and about a block away from where I lived, I saw something right in front of me in the sky.

It was illuminated, moving in weird directions, many of them side to side.

I got home, got out of my car, and I didn't do anything much about it.

I went to sleep, and that was that.

I don't remember the next day, but in the very next local Newsday newspaper--what amounted to two days after I saw what I saw--there was a story about people seeing the same thing that I did at the same time of night.

Newsday checked around, and it was listed as an errant weather balloon.

I didn't buy that explanation then, and I don't believe it now.

An "errant weather balloon" does not move side to side like this thing did ...

So was it, in fact, an "errant weather balloon" or some type of flying object from a foreign country, or was it really a UFO?

I would like to think that it was a UFO, but who knows?

The one thing I do know is that if it wasn't an (U)nidentified (F)lying (O)bject, it certainly wasn't--

An (U)nidentified (F)igment of My Imagination (O)bject, that's for sure!

Rant #3,940: My "Brave" Face

Another great one left us the other day.

Ted Turner took his father's billboard business and morphed it into one of the world's most well known and famous media conglomerates, headlined by CNN, TBS, TNT and several other acronyms.

Turner said that he came up with the idea for CNN because after working a long day at the billboard business, he would come home at all hours, wanted to find out the latest happenings in the news, and couldn't find any news programs to watch to fill that need.

He initially bought a low-fi UHF station, but that station turned into TBS, "America's Channel" for a while.

Like him or hate him, Turner was a broadcast pioneer, became a billionaire from it, and his ideas helped to spread the popularity of cable TV across the nation.

And like I normally do when writing about prominent people who have passed, I am now going to talk about another side of Turner, something that you probably won't read anywhere else but here.

Sports was one way he made TBS popular, and before I get to the gist of his sports offerings, let me tell you about the influence he had on America's view of professional wrestling.

Again, you can like him or hate him, but Turner saw a great opportunity to expand TBS's reach in the heartland--and elsewhere--by incorporating pro wrestling into the superstation's programming, and it clicked on all cylinders.

Like what Vince McMahon did with WWWF/WWF/WWE, Turner went national with his pro wrestling show, making household names of Ric Flair, Sting, the Freebirds, Missy Hyatt, Dusty Rhodes, and many others, pretty much at the same time that McMahon was expanding his organization's reach across the nation and the world.

Pro wrestling would not be the phenomenon it is today without Turner and McMahon, and Turner's legacy was pointed out on the Wednesday night AEW broadcast, when Sting came back to the ring to say a few words about Turner.

Like I said, Turner had his detractors, and CNN became a flashpoint.

Many said it didn't provide the full news story, only the part of the news story that they wanted to be told.

They leaned firmly left, still do, and Turner was probably the first TV or radio broadcaster to put out a list of words that his talent could not say on the air, leaning towards the politically correct way of thinking.

But funny, the baseball team he owned, the Atlanta Braves--a team that he actually managed for one day amidst a managerial firing--has a name that is thought to be politically incorrect by so many of the PC Police's woke squad--

But he never changed their name, so yes, he was pretty inconsistent in his thinking.

But his wokeness spread far beyond that list that he drew up.

My local Newsday newspaper, in the Turner obituary that they ran yesterday, refused to mention the Braves by name, referring to them only as the team that Turner owned.

In fact, in relating the baseball scores in its sports section, it listed the names of all the teams that played--except the Braves.

Newsday referred to them as "Atlanta," not by their name.

Go figure.

So again, you could either love him or hate him--this love/hate relationship reached its peak when Turner married the ultra-controversial Jane Fonda--but you had to acknowledge that he was a true broadcast pioneer.

And here is something else that you won't read anywhere else related to Turner.

The late John Sterling--who we spoke about just the other day--is tied to Turner, because Sterling was the Atlanta Braves' ... err ... Atlanta team's announcer during the early 1980s, or right before he became the New York Yankees' radio voice.

So say what you want about Turner, but he knew what he was doing, at least most of the time.

R.I.P. Ted Turner, you made something out of next to nothing, and your legacy will live on forever.

As for myself, I have my horror show week coming up, and it begins with me seeing two doctors on Monday--

And it ends with a major procedure i have to go through on Friday.

So for the coming week, I might be in and out of the Blog the entire time,  but I will try to be here as much as I can.

Have a great weekend, and I will next speak to you when I can.

I will just have to put a "brave face" on it all.

And notice, I used the word "brave."

There is nothing PC or woke about me--

So why not?

Rant #3,939: Celebration (Not)

We are in the middle of May 2026, yet while the year may change, other things never do.

I am going to do something I almost never do, and that is to rerun almost an entire Rant from the past.

The reason I am doing it is pretty obvious, and belies the theme that things don't ever change-

Even though change is absolutely needed.

I firmly place the blame on the media, which, for some reason, refuses to acknowledge this month-long event, and has refused to acknowledge this event for as long as I can remember.

Look, I know the reason they do this, but to continue to do this, in the face of what we have going on in the country and in the world, defies belief.

So here goes. 

Whatever I said then--Rant #3,346, May 7, 2024, exactly two years earlier--still holds, and I wish that it didn't.

And it is a Rant within a Rant, because I quote from another earlier Rant from 2023.

Again, I wanted to write something fresh and new, but there is nothing fresh and new about this problem, so with a couple of edits, I am going to leave it as is.

Here is what I said, in edited form.

"Let's celebrate Jewish American Heritage Month!

Let's find out the intrinsic ties between the Jewish population and our country!

What, never heard of this celebration?

You are not alone.

I don't mind that the other "months" get coverage; I do mind that this particular celebration is completely ignored by the media.

And I ask the same question: why is that?

And why is that with all the anti-Semitism simmering in this country?

Well, it is pretty obvious, wouldn't you agree?

The term "systemic racism" is used at the drop of a hat as a catch-all phrase for various ills the country has, but I have yet to hear "systemic anti-Semitism" ever uttered, but it does exist, in particular in the media, which constantly tries to "right wrongs" when it comes to others, but when it comes to Jews ...

Heck, when you have prominent Jewish Americans only using their Jewishness when it lines their pocketbooks, why should anyone care--or understand--the Jewish heritage?

And that media negligence makes them culpable in the rise of anti-Semitism in this country.

And yes, the entertainment industry, too.

I have been bringing up this increasingly virulent situation for years, and some of my fellow Jews have called me every name in the book for my beliefs. 

And believe me, I wish I was wrong. 

But unfortunately, everything I say is true, and it is festering right now, with no end in sight.

And I am sorry ... when the "plight" of Pacific Islanders is highlighted more prominently than the "plight" of the Jews in this country--in particular in the New York Metropolitan Area market, featuring the largest Jewish population in the world other than Israel itself--you know there is a major problem.

The problem isn't going away so fast, certainly not in the environment we are in now.

You have all of these vicious campus protests, and the anti-Semitism which is front and center in these protests is downplayed.

And when it is spoken about, it is lumped in with anti-Muslim or Islamophobia ... it has nothing to do with any of those failings.

And notice how the media refers to Hamas as "militants" now, rather than as "terrorists," which they had been acknowledged as being throughout the world.

The next thing is that they will be portrayed as a humanitarian organization ...

Don't laugh, that time is coming.

Now, how about Jewish American Heritage Month? 

Here is what I said about Jewish American Heritage Month, in edited form, in Rant #3,128, May 9, 2023.

It bears worth repeating.

"To celebrate that great success we hare had—as well as the struggles we continue to have, as anti-Semitism is on a dramatic rise in this country—we have Jewish American Heritage Month, which started in 2006 and is this month, to put a spotlight on our accomplishments in this country, as well as the problems some still have with us being as successful as many of us are here.

Jews are clearly woven into the fabric of our country’s history, but some still refuse to acknowledge this fact.

The problem is that this annual celebration gets virtually no acknowledgement from the mainstream media, receives little-to-no coverage at all, paling in comparison to other such celebrations which dot the calendar throughout the year.

Why is that?

The reason is that Jews are not part of the government's eight Special Emphasis programs, which includes Asians, Blacks, Women. LGBTQ and others, meaning that the federal government does not consider Jews as an oppressed group.

With anti-Semitic acts on a steep rise every year, and with an increasing amount of hate speech directed at the Jewish population, this is, quite frankly, hard to believe, but true.

Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month, which is also this month, gets precedence and full coverage because this group is thought to be oppressed by our government and our country.

It is shameful, but it is true.

Not to minimize their pain, but we get bombarded this month by tributes, remembrances and what have you for Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month, but little to nothing about Jewish American Heritage Month, which is really striking for a variety of reasons.

Notice that the rise of anti-Semitism is real—so why the cover-up beyond what I just told you?

And don’t tell me that the lack of coverage for this month does not add to the rise in anti-Semitism that we are going through now, but I think that, unfortunately, my Jewish brethren are at least partly to blame for this invisibility.

Many of us cavalierly have blended themselves into the mainstream of society, and have no idea what anti-Semitism is, simply because they don’t really know who they are.

And many others know what anti-Semitism is, but choose to ignore its very existence.

This is just so wrong on both counts, but as a proud Jewish American, I, personally don’t ignore what is happening in this country right now as easily as others seemingly do.

To each his own, but when Jews are not considered to be oppressed anymore, yet anti-Semitic incidents are on the rise, there is something wrong here, something very wrong.

That Jewish people in this country have somehow persevered through all the hatred is to be commended, and almost completely ignoring Jewish American Heritage Month is a clear slap in the face to this group of people who have had such a major impact on our nation.

And yes, ignoring this month is also sort of under-the-radar anti-Semitism, which is probably the worst anti-Semitism that there is, because it clearly exists, but is completely ignored by the mainstream, the very faction that perpetuates its existence."

You can cover it up as much as you like. 

But if you are Jewish, you are Jewish.

Be proud of that fact.

Nothing more needs to be said." 

Rant #3,938: Voices Carry

The Yankees did the right thing with their salute to the late John Sterling on Monday night, but I think that the YES Network botched it a bit.

What they did is that before the night's game against the Baltimore Orioles, they had the Bronx Bombers line up on the field, and a short video was shown to fans on the scoreboard, highlighting Sterling's great radio calls of past great games in Yankees' history.

Then Michael Kay--who began his broadcast career with Sterling--and Suzyn Waldman--a trailblazer herself who worked with Sterling for two decades behind the mike--came out and placed flowers on home plate.

But in what seemed to be a millisecond after the flowers were placed on the plate, YES went right to a commercial.

It was too quick, too abrupt, and the viewer lost the sense of the moment with the quick departure by YES, where Sterling appeared regularly on several shows devoted to the Yankees.

It just seemed so hollow.

But leave it to others to bring us back to the occasion at hand.

When the game started, the Yankees displayed their uniform tribute to Sterling, with a "JS" put on the back of their caps.

I would have preferred a patch or something else on their uniform, but this will certainly do--

And plenty of fans already want to add this tribute cap to their collection, as a fitting tribute.

The fabled Bleacher Creatures did their thing, yelling out the Yankee starters like they always do--

But at the end of their regular chanting, they added a vibrant chant for John Sterling.

Then, in an almost scripted moment that just had to be that way for the Yankees, Aaron Judge hit a first inning home run, and Michael Kay called it almost as John Sterling would have--

And yes, he used Sterling's "Here Comes the Judge" mantra as Judge rounded the bases and touched home plate.

It was fitting, it was touching, and it was the right thing to do.

And I am sure Sterling was happy with it, as the homer put the Yankees up 2-0 en route to their eventual 12-1 win.

The YES botch was odd, because the network came on the air with almost two hours of John Sterling memories to start the day, but they broke away just so quickly from the ceremony, as if to say that they had commercials to fit in--

Almost like Sterling would read one succession of ads after another in between pitches of every broadcast.

Maybe that was the point, and maybe that celebrated Sterling even more than I thought it did, but their leave of the ceremony was really the only blemish on the entire day.

Sure, Sterling's death was certainly not welcomed, but the plethora of tributes online, on radio, and on television had to make you smile amidst the sorrow, and the playing back of clips where he announced homers and big wins on the radio had to make any baseball fan smile, at least a little bit.

Sure, he rubbed a lot of people the wrong way with his calling of games, but he was revered as much as any baseball announcer I can remember, up there with Vin Scully and Bob Uecker when they passed away.

As I said yesterday, I was not a fan of Sterling, but I understood his importance in the grand scheme of Yankees things, and his death really was a shock.

He was one of those people who you thought would live forever--

And thanks to modern technology, he will.

Just go to YouTube, type in "John Sterling." and you will see--and hear--exactly what I mean.

Rant #3,937: Yankee Doodle Dandy

We lost one of the greats yesterday, and I think this person's prominence extended well beyond sports, and even non-sports fans knew his name.

And no, he was not an athlete, but he called the games featuring athletes from America's four major sports--and then some--for probably a half century.

We lost John Sterling yesterday.

Yes, Sterling, 87, made his mark as the decades-long voice of the New York Yankees, with his mouth-swirling, tongue-twisting home run calls being the stuff of legends.

He was there through more than 5,000 games over 36 seasons, just about all the recent successes of the team, only fully retiring less than two years ago, but still around and still talked about as if he was never really going to fully go away for good.

And you know what? I really never liked Sterling as a broadcaster.

Yes, I am a Yankees fan tried and true, grew up learning and loving the game with the Frank Messer-Bill White-Phil Rizzuto trio as my broadcast standard on both radio and television, but I simply could not get into Sterling at all.

As I wrote on Facebook:

"I have to tell you, I was never a fan of Sterling. 

I didn't like his calling of the games, I didn't like that he often ignored [broadcast partner] Suzyn Waldman and everything she had to say, and I didn't like his ego on the air ... but I absolutely respected him and the work he did to bring Yankees baseball to everyone on the air. 

I also remember him as the ABA New York Nets announcer, his work on TBS, and for his own sport talk radio show, where I actually won a prize answering a question about paralyzed basketball player Maurice Stokes. 

He was extremely nasty on that show, in particular to younger listeners like myself, but somehow, I won out that one time. 

Anyway, to all of us, he became an institution on the air, and whether you loved him or didn't, he will be sorely missed."

Yes, I absolutely respected his work, and respected him as the "Voice of the Yankees" for all of those years, but I simply didn't like him as an announcer.

To me, he was too shrill, and his immense ego came out on the radio broadcasts of the Yankees games.

But to others, he completely defined the Bronx Bombers, in particular during the years that the so-called "Core Four"--Andy Pettite, Derek Jeter, Mariano Rivera and Jorge Posada--as well as others--Bernie Williams, Paul O'Neill--drove the Yankees to several World Series victories under the reign of owner George Steinbrenner.

His after-winning games chant of, "The Yankees win ... The Yankees win!" was beloved by Yankees fans, and chastised by everyone else.

However, Sterling made his mark with his home run calls.

They became the stuff of legend, filled up compendiums of lists, and were his calling card for decades, the reason people who weren't sports fans knew him.

"All rise! Here comes the Judge!" (Aaron Judge)

"Giancarlo, non si puo de stopparlo!" (Giancarlo Stanton)

"It's Gleybar Day!" (Gleybar Torres)

"Robbie Cano! Don'tcha know! (Robinson Cano)

"It's a thrilla by Godzilla!" (Hideki Matsui, known in Japan as "Godzilla.")

And my personal favorite--

"Bernie goes boom! Bern, baby, Bern!" (Bernie Williams)

Every season, when the Yankees would get a new player, the anticipation was great about how Sterling would announce that player's first Yankee home run.

And it wasn't just a New York thing.

People wondered around the country, and probably, around the world, about how Sterling would handle a new player's maiden Yankee home run.

When Didi Gregorius joined the Yankees, Sterling came up with something so simple for a home run call for someone who had a kind of strange name.

"Yes In-Didi! Euphorious and Uproarious!" he said, and that was all you needed to know.

There were so many others, but those just seem to stick in my head, and will be there forever.

I am sure that Sterling will receive a plaque or some other accolade at Yankee Stadium for his work calling the team, and I would think naming the radio broadcast booth after him would be the most proper--

Even though I think it was already named after him some years ago, but I am not entirely sure about that.

Whatever the case, the announcer that brought us both Derek Jeter and Julius Erving (with the Nets) at their best, and so many other great players through his announcing, has left us, but he has left us so much, all over the Internet, that his legacy will never be forgotten.

R.I.P. John Sterling, and I wish I could come up with my own "home run call" for you.

"A Sterling effort by a Sterling man!" is all I can come up with, and it doesn't even come close to the importance that he had to the New York Yankees, the team's fans, and to the sports world in general.