It was no coincidence that on the final day of the “make a home-run call for David Wright” he hits his first home in a LONG time. I hope all of our wonderful submitters screamed out their home-made calls when David’s two-run blast made it over the wall!
The following winners will go home with a copy of Greg Prince’s “Faith and Fear in Flushing” courtesy of Skyhorse Publishing and TRDMB.
Without further ado…
The bronze goes to our frequent commenter, khmustache
“David buys the ticket, runs to the airport, and boards the plane!!! Cause departure time is Wright now!!!!!”
The silver medal and runner-up award goes to another frequent commenter and the first official submitter, stickguy
“It’s a long drive to center, and it’s gone! Another Wrightous blast for David!”
Our gold place medalist barely beat the contest clock, but his preface to the home-run call cemented him first place in the competition! Congrats to Student of The Game for this amazing submission!
Hello there. As both a die-hard Mets fan and a die-hard Sterling hater, I feel I must participate in this contest. My passion for consuming Mets baseball is almost matched by my passion for listening to as much John Sterling as possible, in order to properly de-construct his supreme awfulness to anyone who will listen. (I’ve come very close to starting a blog to vent about this, but that’s neither here nor there.)
Anyway, as a student of Sterling’s daily dose of broadcasting garbage, I can testify that Sterling has subtly shifted over the years. Whereas he once was content with giving one ridiculous slogan to a player “The Giambino!,” he now no longer seems satisfied with one piece of verbal nonsense. No, now there must be two parts to a home run call. To wit: Abreu – “El Comedulce! Bobby Abreu as sweet as candy…” Cabrera – “The Melkman delivers! That’s the Melky Way!” Teixiera – “A Tex Message to right field! You’re on the Mark Teixiera!” Oh, and lest we forget, each of these is broken up by a moan of ecstasy, the ever-fawning “Ohhh!” as in “Ohhh, you’re on the Mark, Teixiera!”
That said, in this horrible alternate universe I’ve been forced to conjure, in which the abominable Sterling is announcing games for my precious Mets, and calling home runs for my precious Wright, the following seems like it would be quite natural…
“Swung on and there it goes! That ball is high, it is far, it is gone! The mighty David slingshots a rock into left field! Ohhh, that’s the Wright stuff!”
I need to go throw up.
Congrats to all the winners, and to everyone who made a submission but wasn’t among the chosen: don’t worry, there will be a next time!
P.S. The winners can send their names/addresses to adammarcal(at)gmail(dot)com so I can send out your prizes. (the @nleastchatter website is currently down)