I still watch the game where Harry Caray laments the trade to the Braves. I'm a Braves fan and can't stand the Cubs so that entire game was hilarious. Doubly insulting was that Harry's son Skip was the Braves announcer. Oh, to be young again.
Best pitcher I've ever seen - by that I mean the "art" of pitching.
At the peak of his career, it was like he was toying with each hitter - like he was challenging himself by trying to get each batter out with one single pitch.
A 78 pitch complete game. Think about that for a minute. SEVENTY EIGHT PITCHES.