April 13, 2009. I was in Philadelphia International Airport and I get a text saying Harry Kalas had died. I still do not believe it today.
Losing Harry Kalas was like losing a father. Every Phillies game I had ever watched was called by HK. Listening to Tom MacCarthey last night call the final out of the clinching game for the division, was disappointing, but then a familiar voice starting singing at the ballpark. "He had high hopes, he had high hopes. He had high apple pie in the sky hopes."
Then when you think it couldn't get more emotional, the players showed their respect to their friend. The Phillies are a classy organization, but by honoring Harry Kalas last night it proved to me that this year is different.
Yes, we have won a World Series. We had a wonderful parade. And we want it again. But we want to do it for Harry.
Every team says that after they lose someone within their organization, but the Phillies mean it. Harry will be their inspiration this postseason and I don't expect the Phillies to let him down.
Watch out Yankees, we have an angel watching down on us.