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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