You can put this on the board, Hawk: Thanks

I grew up in Los Angeles. My baseball announcers were Vin Scully on the Dodgers and Dick Enberg calling the Angels.

When I moved to Chicago, my baseball announcers were Harry Caray on the Cubs and Hawk Harrelson on the White Sox.

Yeah, that was a change. That was different. I wasn’t used to hearing play-by-play from someone whose baseball card I once collected. I thought, is this serious?

No, it wasn’t serious. It was fun. Hawk and Wimpy were a show. Hawk and Tom “Wimpy’’ Paciorek could’ve done it from a tavern. They sounded like two guys sitting at the end of Jimbo’s talking hitting. They could tell you what a hitter was thinking. They could tell you how they had no chance in a lot of…