Comments on: I Loved Budweiser

By: qb

qb — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 12:59:07 +0000

Merle, back in the day; these days, Mark Levin!

By: Kathy

Kathy — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 02:22:42 +0000

Wow! Guess I’m all by myself on this one. My go to sleep music has always been and still is the classical genre. However, guess my redeeming memory is of listening to the World Series via transistor radio – I’ve even been known to have taken sick days in order to hear the Series. For shame, for shame. lol

By: Kay

Kay — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 01:33:22 +0000

Irrigation motors

By: rojay1950

rojay1950 — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 01:26:07 +0000

Many the night I drifted off listening to DJ “John R the Hoss Man” on WLAC, Nashville, Tennessee, under the covers with the earphone(mono). Listened to R&B artists, not heard on the local stations, eg Albert King.

By: DU

DU — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:25:50 +0000

In Germantown, it was the trains coming down the tracks about 100 yards from our house. That and the Whippor-wills.

In Africa, all of the hundreds of sounds in the African night. That and the rain on the tin roof during rainy season.

Everywhere else, some record on the Hi-Fi Stereo or the opening music to Johnny Carson.

By: K. Rex Butts

K. Rex Butts — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 14:49:08 +0000

I tried going to sleep listening my Motorhead, Metallica, AC/DC, and Motley Crue cassettes…the funny thing is, they never put me to sleep (imagine that) but only caused me to make enough noise that my mother would come and confiscate my little “boom-box.”

Grace and peace,

K. Rex Butts

By: JJ

JJ — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 08:25:09 +0000

I came along later, so I missed Caray when he was with the Cards, but Jack Buck, Bob Starr and Mike Shannon helped raise me back in the late 70′s. I fell asleep to the Scoreboard or the Star of the Game interview.

By: Motormouth

Motormouth — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 04:29:01 +0000

I grew up outside of St. Louis listening to Harry Carey call for the Cardinals during the late 60’s. One of my favorite memories however was the 1985 I-70 World Series, which is why now that I live in Kansas, I can never be a Royals fan. But my father, the son of a Preacher from NE Arkansas would never root for the Cardinals and promised never to spend a dime with that “guzzler Auggie Bush.” We often argued about Christians and alcohol, so I find great irony that he died of cirrhosis of the liver while never partaking.

I was too young and naive to understand why Harry Carey was fired in 1969. I had other concerns like my brother being sent to Vietnam and a nasty car wreck with a drunk driver. It was many years later that I heard the story of how he had an affair with Bush’s daughter in law. So after bouncing around with the White Sox, Harry Caray became the voice of the Cubs. By that time, Auggie found out that marriages come and go but drinking buddies remain. Harry was now known as a “Bud Man and a Cubs fan.” His drunken seventh inning renditions of “take me out to the ball game” and “Holy Cow” became legendary.

Tonight even the seagulls got into the act of sabotaging the Kansas City Royals as they lost to the Tribe. Their annual self-destruction must be payback for Don Denkinger stealing game six of the 85 series from the Red Birds.

By: annie

annie — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 03:33:32 +0000

Like Matt Elliott, I listened to “DoubleU-L-Ssss…In Chi-caa-go” in the dark before falling asleep. That, & hearing my Dad in the den laughing at something Johnny Carson said on “The Tonight Show”. Oh, and the train’s whistle…..

By: matt elliott

matt elliott — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 00:46:35 +0000

I used to listen to WLS from Chicago while falling asleep. I thought it was so cool to be in south Alabama listening to something from so far away!

When that didn’t work, I listened to my 8-track of Willie Nelson’s “Red Headed Stranger” — the 4th track in particular.

By: Keith Brenton

Keith Brenton — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 22:58:33 +0000

Do you remember Neale Pryor preaching right there in College Church that if he drank beer, he’d drink Busch Bavarian Beer – because of its jingle?

By: Kristy

Kristy — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 22:42:02 +0000

While I’m currently a sound machine & earplugs kind of gal, the best naps of all time are taken when my mom & dad watch football games. My mom, a Corpus Christi native, married a handsome Yankee Bible student while at ACU and has spent her entire adult life away from her beloved TEXAS (and Dallas Cowboys and A&M Aggies).

No one gets more excited during a football game than my mom, and you can be in another room of the house and still know exactly how her team is doing. Much to Mom’s consternation, neither of her daughters like football, and she is absolutely *bewildered* when we fall asleep to the sounds of the game once the nachos & popcorn are gone!

By: RC

RC — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 19:40:09 +0000

Charles S.

Thanks so much. His name has been on the tip of my tongue all day. Thanks also for the heads up on the SI article.

By: Deana Nall

Deana Nall — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 16:46:54 +0000

I remember falling asleep on a youth group trip with Led Zeppelin in my headphones (pre-iPod era) and having some very strange dreams. Possibly involving Jimmy Page and the Maytag repairman. It kinda freaked me out.

By: charlie s.

charlie s. — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 16:22:19 +0000

RC,
His name is David Clyde, and I think there may be an article about him and some other “straight-to-the-majors”pitchers in this week’s issue of Sports Illustrated.