The 1969 Chronicles: A Sports Writer's Notes  By Stan Isaacs

Chapter 3: Music to My Ears

I have always championed music at sports events. I mean music that is played at a reasonable volume. The sounds of music at today's arenas and ball parks are enough to drive you out of the joint. When I asked Bob Gutkowski, then head of Madison Square Garden, why the music had to be so ear-pierecing at basketball and hockey games, he shrugged and said, "It gives energy to the arena." Gutkowski left the Garden, but the sound of outrageous sound volume remained. When Shakespeare wrote, "If music be the food of love, play on," he didn't mean it at the sound level of shrieking peacocks. I worked a music category into the year's ratings column and added an off-beat piece about the St. Louis Browns to the music pieces in this chapter.

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Columns:
Hear Ye, Hear Ye, 10th Annual Ratings
O' Say Can You See, Feliciano is Singing
It's Not Millrose Without the Band
Memories: Sig Jakucki Harlond Clift...
T-E-A-M, Yeaaay Team, Yeaaay Team...

Chapters
Home Page
Introduction
1. The Amazing Mets
2. Yankee Fans
3. Music to My Ears
 
  • Hear Ye, Hear Ye, 10th Annual Ratings
     
  • O' Say Can You See, Feliciano is Singing
     
  • It's Not Millrose Without the Band
     
  • Memories: Sig Jakucki Harlond Clift...
     
  • T-E-A-M, Yeaaay Team, Yeaaay Team...
  • 4. Ali & Friends
    5. People Are Funny
    6. The Poetry Corner
    7. The Glorious Knicks
    8. Bill Bradley & Others
    9. Horsing Around
    10. An Angry Mother
    11. Political Baseball
    12. Fun and Games
    13. The Sweet Science
    14. Baseball, Gentlemen
    15. Some Immortals
    16. A Galleria
    17. Ladies First
    18. The Irrepressible Jets
    19. The Sporting Culture

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