Remembering Scooter
Jeffrey Lyons writes
a nice remembrance of Phil Rizzuto.
The night before Yom Kippur, Kol Nidre, is the holiest in Judaism. But the Red Sox were in town, so naturally I was sitting next to him in the booth."Scooter," I said. "Don't say 'Yommmm Keepur...' as if you've never heard of it. Say it quickly and don't congratulate Jewish people or wish them a happy holiday, since it's the Day of Atonement and whatever you do, don't say I'm here, because my mother will kill me.” I was ok with that, since Yankee Stadium is the Temple of Baseball.About the fourth inning I heard, "We want to wish our Jewish friends a happy... uh oh… hey Jeffrey Lyons... is it 'Yom Kippur?' Is that how you pronounce it?”
I grew up watching the Yankees on black-and-white TV on WPIX—"Eleven Alive!"—and I could well imagine that distinctive voice: "Uh-oh...hey, Jeffrey Lyons...."
Makes me smile just to think of it....