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What does it mean to love a sport? The Doc is in.

Emrick's farewell video is an amazing tribute.

The Rob Brown Show
October 21, 2020 - 3:44 pm
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We love sports. Some of us are fortunate to make a career out of that love - I am on of those people. And the rest of us, we love sports enough that we want to be entertained by them, even when there are no players on the field.

Because I love sports enough to have gone trough more than any sane person should in order to make a career out of it, I feel a connection with the legendary voice of hockey in the United States, Doc Emrick. The man with the iconic "he scooooooooores!" that reverberated through the homes of hockey fans for nearly five decades decided to call it a career this week, a decision I have no doubt weighed on him for years.

But, like many of the games for which he wore a headset, Doc didn't go out quietly. He left with a parting shot that resonated with me, that left me with goosebumps from the moment Doc began reminiscing to the moment he signed off one last time.

And I remember what it felt to truly be in love with sports. 

It's easy to forget sometimes, isn't it? The Braves choke away a game seven in the NLCS. The Saints have a pass interference call missed that prevents a trip to the Super Bowl. The US Soccer team loses to a country with a population smaller than the administrative staff and misses out on a World Cup that they figured to contend in.

And it hurts. The heartbreak is real. And it stays with you. You'll watch more games. You'll still put on the hat the next day. But every single time that replay happens, you sink back into the couch. You remember what pain feels like.

And then someone like Doc Emrick shows up, and reminds you of why you fell in love in the first place. He reminds you to put it all in perspective. He reminds you of all the little great moments you forgot you remembered, of all the little parts of the game you take for granted, of all the reasons you ever fell in love in the first place. 

Watch this video, and tell me it doesn't do the same for you, even if you're not a hockey fan.

 

 

Doc loves hockey. You don't do something - anything - for 47 years without having love for that thing. But it's not just the game that he loves. It's everything that surrounds it. It's the people. It's the places. It's the moments. It's the traditions. It's all of that, and more, that are added together to become something that is greater than the sum of its parts. 

I've been bummed since the Braves choked away their first shot at the World Series since I was a sophomore in high school. During game one of the World Series, I just sat there, staring at the TV. I didn't care. I was watching more to talk about it on the radio than to enjoy the championship series of the sport that I've loved since I was a child, because my heart just wasn't in it.

And then I watched Doc's video. And now, Game Two has turned from an obligation I have to attend to for work to a special event that I'm lucky, as a sports fan, to be able to sit and watch because I love baseball. Every part of it. The home runs. The chess match between pitcher and batter. The strategy of two managers going at it. All of it is an art form, from pitch one to the final out. And we're lucky to get to watch it.

Thank you, Doc Emerick, you living legend, for reminding me of how lucky I am to do what I do, and to have a love like the love that I have for sports. It's easy to forget during the occassional heartbreak.

But it's easier to remember when someone like you puts it into perspective.

Enjoy your retirement, my friend. We'll see you when we see you.

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