Will Ferrell’s version of legendary baseball broadcaster Harry Caray is one of the few things on this earth that is truly good and cool. Last night, much to our enjoyment, “Caray” made s surprise appearance on The Late Show. He’s still got it!
Yesterday on the The Stacks, we republished Myron Cope's great old profile of Harry Caray, written back when he was still calling games for the Cardinals and was known as a bit of a rebel in baseball circles. Even then, he was already considered the best play-by-play man in the game, in no small part because of his…
This piece was originally published in the October, 1968 issue of Sports Illustrated. It is reprinted here with permission from Cope's family.
Harry Caray last called a game on September 21, 1997, so some out there might only be familiar with the Cubs broadcaster of 16 years thanks to Will Ferrell's barely coherent send-up. After a glimpse into his partying expense diary, that send-up is probably close enough.
Excerpted from From Black Sox to Three-Peats: A Century of Chicago's Best Sports Writing (University of Chicago Press), edited by Ron Rapoport and featuring stories from the Chicago Tribune, the Chicago Sun-Times, the Chicago Daily News, and the Chicago Defender, among other papers. It's an excellent collection, and…
Since we're talking Chicago this week, it's a good time to revisit Peter Richmond's story about hanging with Bill Murray that we reprinted earlier this year.
Twenty-five years ago today, the Chicago Cubs and the Philadelphia Phillies played the first-ever night game at Wrigley Field. After having only played day games since claiming the park as home in 1916, the Cubs finally succumbed to pressure from MLB, which threatened that if the team ever won a pennant they'd have to…
Harry Carey Jr., an actor best known for his work in Westerns, died Thursday at the age of 91. Like many long-lived character actors of both silver and small screen, he was nothing if not prolific, and it's likely that anyone who watched much TV since the '40s managed to see him at some point, somewhere.
You've probably heard by now that France - a country that Lady Liberty would tell you knows from great statues - has unveiled one of the world's finest tributes to tantrums. The pair of 16-foot resin figures outside the Pompidou Center depict everyone's favorite soccer violence blooper: Zinedine Zidane's forehead…
The caption info tells me GOP presidential hopeful Mitt Romney was in Chicago today for a couple of fundraisers, including one at Harry Caray's Italian Steakhouse and Bar. But this photo is too excellent for any rational explanations. We won't have them, dammit.
Have you ever wanted to announce the lineup of a historically mediocre baseball team? Stepping up to the plate, your catcher, number 55, KOYIE HILL!
On this slow February sports day, the biggest news today is probably still the saddest: It has been 10 years today since Harry Caray shambled off this mortal coil.
Here we see an American soldier subjecting this Iraqi man to an impression of Will Ferrell doing and impression Harry Carey. It's a delicate maneuver to be sure, but if we can pull this off for laughs, it's only a matter of time before everything else over there falls into place.
The intrepid souls at Joe Sports Fan have dug up tape of the final game Harry Caray every broadcast. The game was September 21, 1997. So much has changed, but Harry was always the same.
For some reason — perhaps it's the Cardinals-Cubs series tonight — but we started becoming rather nostalgic and wistful about Harry Caray today. We're not sure why. Jack Buck was always our favorite announcer anyway. Maybe it's just because we don't have many Harrys anymore; people who are liable to do and say…
Ah, Harry Caray, the fuzzy, warm, drunken late Cubs announcer. Beloved by millions, brilliantly impersonated by Will Ferrell, immortalized in bronze outside Wrigley Field. How do you not love Harry Caray?