Jar and Buzz hit me up yesterday to let me know that long time Braves announcer, Chip Carey, looked like he was going to the Cheatin' Cards. I hoped it was a nasty rumor, and I could scream balderdash. My hopes were dashed. He's a Red Bird now.
However, it does make sense, as Carey grew up in St. Louie, and is going back "home". I don't have to like it, though. I've watched about a hundred shit tons of Braves baseball over the years, and between Skip and Chip, it has seemed there was always a Carey in the booth. I love the familiarity. That's my team and my guys on the call. I was even bummed when they took color analyst, Joe Simpson, off the TV side of things, just like I'm gonna' miss Stan White in the booth for Auburn football.
Speaking of...being an old fart, I grew up on the Auburn radio broadcasts. Back in the day, you were lucky to get your team on the tube 2-3 times a year, so the radio was how you got all your Auburn foosballz. And following the games I go to, the post game show is a must, win or lose, for the ride home. Even though there has been a good bit of change since with the deaths of Jim Fyffe and Rod Bramblett, it's still my team, my guys, my family.
I don't like change.