I'm 45 and Pat Summerall was the re-assuring face/voice of the two sports I like best, Football and Golf.
In his prime (for a long-time with former Eagle Tom Brookshier on NFL games, before partnering with Madden) he was the Cronkite standard of objective play-by-play, who had a lsublime and wry way of injecting an opinion or capturing the essence of a moment with stark clarity.
I never thought Pat was better than his call of the Giants-49ers NFC Championship game in 1991, perhaps the finest NFL game I have seen. As the giants surged towards a hard-fought 5 FG victory (15-13), Leonard Marshall obliterated Joe Montana on a right-side waggle/sprint pass. Joe was knocked out and had to be lead off by the elbows, sitting on the bench...first with trainers, then alone. In a brief pause in the frenetic action soem minutes later the camera randonly focused on Montana's "16" jersey back, sitting on the bench, looking as if he'd aged 50 years in five minutes. He was alone and clearly on another planet.
After a further silent pause, Summerall intoned, "The report from the bench...everything hurts."
thank you Pat - you gave me many hours of added pleasure watching the sports I love.
cheers
vk