Remembering Knucksie and the Hammer
In my youth, I watched (or listened via radio to) Phil Niekro and Hank Aaron play a lot of baseball games. When the Braves moved to Atlanta in 1966, my dad took me to my first game. I was seven years old and can barely remember it. But my mom was actually the bigger sports fan. She really sparked my interest in baseball (and insisted that we go as a family to games). All the way through my years into high school, my parents usually took me to a couple of games each season, sometimes with my friends from school. Back then not many games were televised so I mostly listened to them play on my radio at night while lying in bed. A select few games were usually televised on Sunday afternoons. So I watched the team play then whenever I could. This was long before Ted Turner bought the team and put their games on Channel 17 every night. When I became old enough to drive, I went to games more frequently with family and friends. Particularly during my college years and life in Athe