Living 379 miles from Cincinnati has always made the Reds on radio important to me.
I first started listening to WLW during the 1969 season when Jim McIntire was their broadcaster, along with Joe Nuxhall. I liked McIntire. I liked Al Michael even better when he came along in 1971.
And then along came Marty.
Marty Brennaman’s voice has been a fixture in my house for the last four decades. More than my brother, my cousins, my in-laws, virtually anyone that I know. For the better part of eight months, Marty is a constant presence in my house.