While covering the Pittsburgh Pirates’ regular-season finale last Wednesday, someone asked how many Major League Baseball games I have covered in my career.
I’ve never been one to keep count of such things. I’m not like the late great Lawrence “Deuce” Skurcenski, a Western Pennsylvania legend who would constantly – and sometime annoyingly — rattle off the number of high school and college events he had witnessed without being asked.
If I had to venture a guess, though, it would have to be at least 3,000 games. And that might be a conservative estimate.
I was then asked about my most memorable game ever covered. That question was much easier to answer.