In further praise of Chuck Armstrong
I know, I know, right? A couple months ago I was slagging him and Lincoln, predicting they’d hire a friendly lemur with a great resume to run the team, and now I keep writing about how much I appreciated their support of the shuttle buses and now this, courtesy of Shannon Drayer:
I ran into Chuck Armstrong who had a sparkle in his eye as he told me enthusiastically “I am heading to the control room. I don’t want to hear that “Day-Oh!” song anymore. That’s a Yankee Stadium song!”
Yes! YES! YES EXACTLY!!!
For whatever reason, that little thing’s grated on me like nothing else. I don’t mind the most annoying clap-along a tenth as much as I hate that Day-Oh call-response thing. It just drives me crazy. I know this is dumb, given how many games I’ve seen, but every time I heard that in the opening series telecasts the chance of me keeping to my draft schedule of games I want to go to dropped 1%.
If he makes this stick, I’ll be overjoyed.
Also, Shannon Drayer’s great.