I grew up listening to Harry Kalas announcing Phillies games. After I moved from South Jersey, any time I would catch a clip of his work on the radio, ESPN, etc. I would instantly be transported back to my younger days. After they won the Series last year, the first thing I did the next morning was find the clip of his call of the final out. It seemed to make it even more real than the night before. A bit more of my childhood died with Harry. Godspeed, sir.
"The only way you're going to die is if I kill you. Your bomb's not going off." Jack Bauer