Brews A Monument

Mr. Baseball Immortalized

Along a path inhabited by bronze effigies of Henry the Hammer, Robin Yount and Bud Selig, a new brew crew mate has been esconced.  It's amazing.  A statue of Bob Uecker makes all that's coming out of Wisconsin snap to a balance.

Major League is my all time favorite movie, Charlie Sheen as the "Wild Thing" coming out of the pen, the fans in the bleachers, Rene Rouseau and the Indians were fun and the Game.  When I heard that the Brewers had the statue made and unveiled today, I just smiled. 

I've never been to Milwaukee, but Aramas Ramirez once - as a Pirate - made national news by popping one of the running sausages on the head with the baseball bat as she ran by him and she fell flat on her face. 

Aramas hit a homer tonight and the Bucs lost, but we have two more to play there and I hope they get both, but it was kinda cool to hear the broadcast booth doing their take on Uecker Seats and "Juuuuust A Bit Outside" in the course of tonight's game.  Some funny jokes come to mind as I see the hands in the pockets, the simple sweater and relaxed pose.  I walked out of the Arnold Palmer Regional Airport yesterday and almost said, "Hello." to Arnie.   The statue stands along the sidewalk at the entrance, holding - what else? - a golf club.  Maybe the one of Franco Harris in the Greater Pittsburgh Airport is another life-sized contender. 

So, I can get with the idea of a statue of the team's broadcast voice ranking right up there with the bigger-than-life Arthur J "Chief" Rooney near Heinz Field or the now removed Joe Pa running out onto Beaver Stadium field.  It's cool to know, Bob.