We’ve known this day was coming all season, but Thursday marks the end of the Marty Brennaman era in Cincinnati. He’s a Cincinnati institution, and that much has been written over and over this week by people who are much closer to Marty than I am. I’ve spent time with Marty once, and that really just consisted of listening to him and Tom Browning exchange anecdotes for a couple of hours. (Note: it was the best couple of hours.) It’s been great to read some excellent pieces all around the internet from John Fay’s tribute in the Enquirer and Mo Egger’s can’t-miss interview with Marty’s longtime producer.
Baseball’s last ombudsman
