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Thank You, Vin Scully

A personal thanks and tribute to the best who ever got in front of a microphone to call a game, Vin Scully.

Vin Scully passed away yesterday at the age of 94. I offer my personal thank you today.

There are already a thousand tributes published. There are so many heartfelt eulogies written by tremendous writers. I will not add to the pile in the same way. I will, however, tell my story and give personal thanks to a man who means so much to my family.

Nothin' But A Family Thing

My family is chock full of Dodgers fans. My mother's side has resided in the LA area for decades and to this day they have season tickets to the Dodgers. The seats are pretty good, by the way. My family in LA always text me in the heart of summer about the pennant race, a particularly good game, or a beautiful Dodger moment. We stay connected through Dodger blue. Any time I have the opportunity to fly to LA, my family is kind enough to think of me by offering me the family season tickets if I happen to be there during MLB season.

My dad moved to this country in 1977. He always says he learned English by reading newspapers and listening to Vin Scully. This thought always brings me a smile. On both sides of my family, we bleed Dodger blue.

July 7th, 2016

In 2016, I went to California with my family to visit my parents and grandparents in Baja. It had been a few years since I was able to fly home, and we made the best of it. We also got tickets to a Dodger game. At this point, I can estimate it had been at least 10 years since I had been to Dodger Stadium. It may have even been 15 years. In 2007 I moved to Nashville to pursue a career. Going to MLB games was far from something I was able to do. I had been to a few Dodger games in between, but only in visiting stadiums. It was my first time in Blue Heaven in a long time, and I was able to be there with my wife, baby daughter, mother, father, sister, and baby nephew. A family trip to Dodger Stadium when we all lived so far away was already a special day.

For Dodger fans, the game itself was terrible. The Dodgers were getting spanked by the San Diego Padres. At this point, I don't remember what inning this happened in, but I remember a few things. My daughter (who had just turned one) was getting a little antsy as little ones tend to do, so I picked her up out of her chair and did the "parent shuffle" with her. I remember seeing the large camera in our area, but I didn't think much of it. Then came the texts.

A few cousins and their husbands sent me texts that I was confused by for about three minutes. "You were just on TV! We saw Ellie! Oh my God!" I even got a text from a friend in Nashville, well outside the broadcast area for a Dodgers/Padres game. It was blowing up. Eventually, an Instagram post had it. I was floored to tears by what I saw.

Live during the broadcast, my daughter appeared on screen with Vin Scully narrating the words from Dr. Suess. It has been over six years since this moment and it still has not lost its magic for me.

I don't want to take away from the "how can you not be romantic about baseball" part of this story, but I like numbers. What are the odds of this happening to my daughter and me? Thankfully I have been back to Dodger Stadium a lot since this day, but before that, I had not seen it in a decade. How did we get so lucky? How did I get so lucky? This moment happened just a few months before Vin Scully retired after 67 years of being the best at his job. It was magical. I have searched for a better word for the better part of six years and I can never find one. It was just magical.

Now That Vin Is Gone

We all knew this day was coming, especially given Scully's age. I was not prepared for it. I'll forever miss Vinny. I will also cherish this video (which I have saved in at least 10 different places and in 10 different ways) for the rest of my life. For the 67 years of being the best at his job to the countless lives and families he touched on a nightly basis, we are forever indebted to the one and only Vin Scully.

Thank you, Vin.

"Oh, it's a troublesome world

all the people who are in it

are troubled with troubles almost every minute.

You ought to be thankful a whole heaping lot

for the places and people you're lucky you're not.

You're in dad's arms and life is good.

Welcome to Dodger Stadium, honey."

Insert crying emoji here. I am out of words. Rest in peace.