Showing posts with label Saturday Night Live. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saturday Night Live. Show all posts

Sunday, October 26, 2008

We Kick Ball...

Over the last few months we've received a few emails letting us know that we don't have enough football content here at Waikiki Hockey.

Isn't there enough football news out there already? I believe ESPN only shows NFL-related news now, so if you're looking for gridiron videos maybe turn on ESPN. However, our readers are always right so we thought it might time for a football related post.

One of our biggest NFL related posts was Super Bowl Shudder. Today we're going to show you some more NFL inspired music. The classic "We Are The Kickers":



This 'song' is from a 1987 episode of 'Saturday Night Live' hosted by Walter Payton. What was with SNL in the late 80's? Based on this song and our namesake 'Waikiki Hockey' they obviously had problems writing a decent song. Not to worry ... judging by one recent example SNL's song writing skills have increased dramatically:

Yes! We got 'Dick in a Box' into a sports post. It was a pretty big stretch, but we made it.

It's hard to believe but 'We Are The Kickers' isn't the only song about kickers. One of Adam Sandler's crappiest songs is also about kickers; The Lonesome Kicker. Alright that's the last we'll ever talk about kickers. We promise.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Holy Cow...

We've looked at some hopeless amateur announcers in our articles "Boom Goes The Dynamite..." and "And That Happened..." so we thought it was the perfect time to look at a professional announcer ... who's just as hopeless but does it with much more style.

The announcer in question is Harold Christopher Carabina or as he's better known....Harry Caray.

Caray got his first gig in 1945 with the Cardinals. In St Louis, Caray developed his taste for Budweiser and gained his reputation of being a big drinker. In 1969, after 24 years of service to the Cardinal organisation Harry was surprisingly fired by owner August Busch Jr. It was rumoured that Caray was let go fired because he had an affair with the owner's daughter-in-law ... although Caray denies it.

He moved on to broadcast games with the Oakland Athletics, but didn't get along with owner Charles Findley and left after only one season.

Next he went to the Chicago White Sox where he quickly became a fan favourite. While working for the Sox he starting singing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" during the seventh inning stretch which he later became famous for.

When the White Sox decided to switch to a pay cable service (the first team ever) Caray decided to move on to his final destination ... the Chicago Cubs. The Cubs and Caray were broadcast on WGN which was broadcast across American ... for free. Harry Caray fans were now located all across the country.
Harry Caray was a great quote factory ... only problem was most of them were due Harry messing something up. Our favourite would have to be: "Aw, how could he (Jorge Orta) lose the ball in the sun, he's from Mexico."

Caray has as distinctive of a style as an announcer can get:



We love his pronunciation of Isringhausen. Classic Caray. He sounded like he was into the hooch every game which somehow only seemed to add to his charm. His distinctive style encouraged impersonators like:
As he got older his "Grampa Simpson" moments increased like in this clip where Caray waxes poetically on Cracker Jacks.

Harry passed away in 1998, but his legend lives on. Since his death, the Cubs bring in special guests to fill in for Harry during the seventh inning stretch ... which didn't work out every time. Nobody does it like Harry: