A Tribute to Larry Munson: Longtime Georgia Announcer Calls Final Game

Michael FosterFeatured ColumnistSeptember 24, 2008

There are 119 major college football programs in the United States. For the fan nation of 118 of those teams, the loss of Larry Munson may not hurt. Granted, people from every town and state you can think of have given their respects to the retired radio announcer, but I cant think of one 'Dawg fan who won't truly miss Larry Munson.

Larry Munson, to me, defines football before anything else. Why, you ask? Before I knew the likes of Herschel Walker, Buck Belue, Lindsay Scott, Champ Bailey, David Greene, or anyone else, I knew Larry Munson. I associated Larry's voice with football, because he was the first taste of football I got.

My earliest memories of Georgia football weren't from a big-screen TV, or a party, but at the age of 5 or 6, sitting in the passenger seat of my dad's rundown van. Maybe taking a trip back from the Home Depot or a day at the park, the windows down, wind blowing in my face.

The sun was out, and shining off all of the cars and trees as we drove. And to complete that perfect Saturday afternoon, the radio was turned on...with that fuzzy, extremely low quality buzzing sound you get, and that scratchy voice...I immediately associated with the sounds of a football game.

I was 5 years old. I didn't know who was playing, I didn't know how long the field was, I didn't know where the game was coming from, but I knew that voice...and every time I heard it, I knew it was football.

As I grew up, just like any other Georgia boy in the south, I couldn't help but enrich myself with the passion and enjoyment of Georgia football. You had to to be accepted as family. I learned the game, I learned the history, and the tradition. I learned to love the Red and Black, and to hate the color Orange.

And eventually, I figured out whose scratchy voice that was on the radio. It was Larry's.

Now, at the age of 18, I get goosebumps whenever I hear a call of his. Whether it's Lindsay Scott's scamper in Jacksonville, Butler's kick, or even the "hobnail" boot, I get goosebumps! I wasn't even around for half of Larry's great calls, but nothing gets you more excited for football than listening to him.

Before Knowshon, Stafford, Shockley, Greene, Pollack, or Champ...Georgia football to me was simply that perfect Saturday afternoon, in the car, listening to Larry Munson. To me, and I'm sure most of Bulldog nation, Larry wasn't just a part of the game, he represented it—and not just Georgia football, but the game itself. None of it could be represented better than through the words of Larry Munson.