Cole Irvin of the Athletics versus Noah Syndergaard? Nope! The Angels dealt Noah Syndergaard to the Phillies earlier today. Enter Jose Suarez.
Suarez was exactly what the doctor ordered, pitching in a 5-inning, 0-earned run performance against Oakland bats, striking out five and allowing as many hits.
The Angels offense rewarded him with multiple runs, a rarity these days! David Fletcher got the party started early with a solo home run to left field. The Halos parlayed a fielding error into a run scored in the second, added on in with a Phil Gosselin (Gooooose) RBI single in the fourth, and that was enough to seal the deal.
Relievers Andrew Wantz and Jimmy Herget notched holds, and Jose Quijada picked up the save with a perfect ninth. A good way to end deadline day!
Rahul Setty contributed to this article. 🙂
Photo credit: Rex Fregosi
A win after they traded away all the key players? Unpossible!!!
How fortunate us oldsters were to grow up with what Dick Enberg referred to as “black and white” radio. There is a great YouTube video of Enberg interviewing Scully before a Padre game, I heartily recommend it to anyone who remembers Summer nights with their voices painting a picture in our minds of what was happening on the field.
I watched that again tonight, and I suddenly realized why I prefer their style.
For the most part, they and their partners told us was happening, working in interesting tidbits, and little pieces of history – right down the middle. No pimping. No being handed some twisted to look good stat “Well, he’s only batting .207, but he has a .396 batting average in games when the wind is blowing SouthSouthWest”.
Vin was the master, and really without peer. And I found myself feeling like I had lost an old dear friend whom I had not spoken with in a while.
Dick Enberg, Don Drysdale, Chick Hearn, Jiggs McDonald (Kings radio) and Bob Miller might have been a thin notch below, but were heads above the others I could have listened to in those days when conditions were right, and today at the touch of a button.
How lucky we were to have had these men voice the soundtrack of our sports madness!
Scully was fond of quoting Shakespeare, so one he used is appropriate for his own passing:
Good night sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
Wonderful comment. Enberg and DD were the voices of Angels baseball for me growing up in Idaho. We had a radio station in Idaho who carried Dodgers games on the weekends and that introduced me to Scully. I still prefer baseball on the “radio” or now MLB Audio. Scully loved the game and when the Angels played the LAD, I would listen to him. I remember how he respected Mike Trout.
Vin, Chick, and Bob…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lMPnXfBJAyE
Over the past 20 years or so, I’ve realized that one of the reasons so many baseball play by play announcers sound so lame, inarticulate, boring and relatively clueless is because I grew up listening to Vin Scully with my first transistor radio.
It wasn’t his fault he ruined that gig for just about everyone else who’d come after him. When I was a kid I also listened to Dick Enberg call Angels games, and he was really good, but not as good as Scully. Then, as time went on, I listened to and watched baseball called by all kinds of announcers…and they all paled in comparison to Scully.
I started to realize I’d been super-spoiled growing up in the LA area at that particular time, as a sports-mad boy who followed the Kings (Bob Miller!), the Lakers (Chick Hearn!), and Dodgers (Scully) and Angels (Enberg).
Both Chick and Vin were adult speaker-presences who had an enormous impact on my linguistic brain. I never knew that until I got older.
It’s as if one of my beloved teachers has died.
Times have changed and people don’t realize how great some people were at being announcers of sporting events. I will never forget Vin Scully (we’d also get three innings of Jerry Doggett and/or Ross Porter, remember?). Scully was an Artist! And a really class act, always.
When I heard he’d died, I was temporarily surprised at my emotional brain, which made me cry. I guess that part remembers things in a way the frontal cortex doesn’t.
In the 50’s and thru the late 70’s Jerry would do the 4th and 7th innings, by the 7th when Doggett started, I would fall asleep. I love when Porter came on, he was welcomed by me as he took some time from Jerry. Enberg did UCLA Basketball, Angels and Rams and to me he was great. Chick Hearn was what Scully never was, the Greatest ever to do Play by Play in Basketball. Enberg had “Oh My”, Vinny had “Pull up a chair” and “It’s time for Dodgers Baseball”, but Chick Baby had so many expressions that it’s hard to count, but two stand out, “He put him in the popcorn machine” and “The mustard came off the hot dog.” But everyone has a favorite from all of our Southern California’s Big Four of Scully, Enberg, Hearn and Miller.
I know there was no game yesterday, but I was so caught up in deadline day that I thought there was no game tonight. I totally missed it, and I could have had it on TV here. And we won (which doesn’t often happen!)
Oh well
BREAKING:
Elias Sports Bureau says that with David MacKinnon DFA’d earlier in the day, and Noah Syndergaard and Brandon Marsh traded, the Angels set an all-time major league record today for shedding the most hair, with 14 pounds of hair lost in less than 24 hours.
The previous record was the Cleveland Infants of 1890, who lost 13 pounds of hair – mostly beard – due to tuberculosis, a polio diagnosis, and one guy’s wife forbidding him to play “rounders” anymore, insisting he get a “real job.”
Unfortunately the Elias Sports Bureau doesn’t recognize hair loss before 1888, when it became an official statistic.
There’s also a separate statistic for facial hair loss.
My father and Vince were the same age. Both grew up Catholic. Both born in New York. I got a clock radio in 1962 with a timer so I could fall asleep and not wear down my transistor radio. Vin Scully was the greatest sports announcer ever and never was a Homer. Baseball, Football, Golf, Tennis while being the nicest man after my Dad, that I ever met. He taught me as much about baseball as anyone did. Vinny, my Dad, Coach Holtel, all of my teachers. This is very tough, but from him anticipating what Walter Alston would do before Walter even knew his own self, or calling one of Sandy’s no-no’s including the perfecto, Fernando’s gem and throw up your sombrero, to Kirk Gibson and the improbable year, to his retirement. Doing the Game of the Week with Joe Garagiola to teaming with Jerry when I was a kid. Taking my transistor radio to games at Dodger Stadium just to hear Vinny with my Dad right there with me, but if you forgot your radio, not to worry because the guy next to you had his. There are three things bad about growing older, losing family and friends is hard just as hard as losing your heroes.
😭 🕯 ✝ 🍀 Rest In Pease where ever you may be.
Well said. It was always enjoyable to hear Vin Scully call a game. We will miss him.
Angels Win!
