Here's to Harry, the Greatest Announcer Who Ever Lived

It's a sad, sad day in Phillies Land today. Hell, it's a terrible day for baseball, for the NFL, for all of sports. Harry Kalas, the greatest announcer I've ever heard in my entire life, died at the age of 73 today.



I had been working on a links post, but that's all thrown out the window. This trumps anything else that's out there right now. Watching a Phillies game, or listening on the radio, will never be the same again.

I grew up listening to Harry Kalas, and although I never met him, I loved him the same way every other Phillies fan out there loved him. He was the voice of the Phillies. To me, he always will be. There's so much more that deserves to be said, but honestly, I'm just sad right now. Words can't do Harry Kalas justice. I feel honored and privileged to have had the opportunity to listen to him.

RIP Harry the K. We'll all miss you. I know you're up there calling games with Whitey again.