I'm going to take a break from football tonight and talk about Skip Caray. Skip died one year ago, and he did so way, way too soon.
In our house when I was growing up, Caray was ever bit as revered as Larry Munson. Perhaps even more so. Skip, after all, he was coming into our house via the SuperStation roughly 162 times a year.
Personally, I think Skip was the finest play-by-play man the Hawks every had. I can remember it like it was yesterday, "Charlie Criss pulls up for the 18-footer, shoots it 17." As good as he was with the Hawks, he will always be a Brave.
Skip was a proud "homer". He was also quite honest.
Then there was "cocktail hour." When Skip felt the Braves chances in a particular game were over he would declare "It's cocktail hour." Those were the best days of Skip to me.
Skip, tonight I toast to you. Happy Cocktail Hour! Braves Win!
Baseball mourns loss of Skip Caray | MLB.com: News
"Our baseball community has lost a legend today," said Braves president John Schuerholz. "The Braves family and Braves fans everywhere will sadly miss him. Our thoughts are with his wife Paula and his children."