I’m excited, it’s every fall Saturday in 1976. No school, which in itself is reason for a 7 year-old to smile from ear-to-ear. But, my enthusiasm for Saturday was not like a typical kid. I didn’t always watch cartoons or eat Wheaties. In fact, the best part about Wheaties, was the box. At that time, I was sort of a “junior sports junkie”. Anything related to sports, whether it be baseball cards, magazines or books…I was all in.
Though I must admit, my main reason for my saturday sports rush was, and still is college football. That mean’t I would have the opportunity to listen to the greatest college football announcer of all-time, Keith Jackson. He made every game seem like the “Rose Bowl”, which he called “The Granddaddy of Them All”. During that time my favorite college player was Tony Dorsett, so whenever Jackson did a Pittsburgh game, I would literally blow a gasket waiting for a “Whoa, Nellie!”. With his laid-back, southern cadence, Jackson actually made you feel like you were holding a hot dog in the stands. Even though, as a kid, I didn’t understand alot of the southern vernacular. Luckily, my grandmother, who was from Alabama, knew exactly what he was saying…haha
Now for you kids born in the 2000’s, Jackson also did The Olympics, World Series, and Wide World of Sports. He truly was a well-rounded announcer with an abundance of knowledge.
Keith Jackson passed away Friday at the age of 89. He will be greatly missed. Rest In Peace, Champion. Photo courtesy of Getty.