"Today we lost our voice."
Those words, spoken by Phillies president David Montgomery, will always stick in my mind.
That's all that needed to be said, and that's what will be most remembered when we look back on this horrible loss.
Harry the K was Phillies baseball. More than Michael Jack. Even more than "The Pope." When Harry and Whitey called a game, it was magical. It's no wonder I grew up a baseball fan.
It's very weird without Harry, the Ford C. Frick Award winner and Hall of Famer. As I write this, I'm watching the Phillies-Mets game, and it's just not the same.
His passion, his raspy voice, the way he'd sometimes mistake a 200-foot fly ball for a home run because he'd had a few glasses of scotch throughout the game.
When Harry called the final out of the 2008 World Championship I began to choke up. It will now be almost impossible to hear that call again without crying.
And I'm not ashamed to say it. Harry was like a grandfather to many of us...a father to others...and a friend to so many more.
I lost one of my best friends to cancer in February--a huge Phillies fan. And now, he's got the best broadcast team of all time to call the game for him.
I know he's up there, tossing back a scotch with Whitey and Harry and listening to many stories about baseball, life, and friendship.
Craig, I miss you buddy. Harry, we miss you as well, and thank you for all you've done for us. You will forever be a part of us.
We loved you more than anyone should love someone they've never actually met before. And I'm perfectly okay with that.
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This article, along with the rest of my articles in 2009, are dedicated to the memory of my good friend and Philadelphia Phan, Craig Anderson, who passed away on Feb. 3, 2009, from complications due to cancer. To donate to a great cause, visit www.cancer.org.
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