Baseball is a tongue-tied kid from Georgia growing up to be an announcer and praising the Lord for showing him the way to Cooperstown. This is a game for America. Still a game for America, this baseball! Ernie Harwell americaannouncerbaseball share on social
The game's the thing. That's why people tune in. They don't tune in to hear an announcer. Ernie Harwell announcergamehear Change image and share on social
Also I'm a part of the people that I've worked with in baseball that have been so great to me, Mr. Earl Mann of Atlanta, who gave me my first baseball broadcasting job. Ernie Harwell atlantabaseballbroadcast Change image and share on social
In baseball, democracy shines its clearest. The only race that matters is the race to the bag. The creed is the rule book. And color, merely something to distinguish one team's uniform from another's. Ernie Harwell bagbaseballbook Change image and share on social
In radio, they say, nothing happens until the announcer says it happens. Ernie Harwell announcerradio Change image and share on social
Baseball just a came as simple as a ball and bat. Yet, as complex as the American spirit it symbolizes. A sport, a business and sometimes almost even a religion. Ernie Harwell americanballbaseball Change image and share on social
A tall, thin old man waving a scorecard from the corner of his dugout. That's baseball. Ernie Harwell baseballcornerdugout Change image and share on social
Baseball is a spirited race of man against man, reflex against reflex. A game of inches. Every skill is measured. Every heroic, every failing is seen and cheered, or booed. And then becomes a statistic. Ernie Harwell baseballbooecheer share on social
