Front Row Jacket Adult Tee

Fer over 50 years, Bob Ueker was more dan just a voice - he was summer 'n Wisconsin. Radios cracklin’ 'n da garage, beer sweatin’ on da workbench 'n Ueck spinnin’ stories bout fishin' or his last golf game. His self-deprecating humor made him relatible, his stories would make ya ferget dat ya were losin' by eight. He was da kinda guy ya'd have a Miller Lite wit. Born 'n a truck stop on a oleo run ta Illinois, he would serve 'n da Army before bein' drafted by his hometown Braves. A solid defense catcher dat jokingly couldn't hit better dan a pro bowlers average of .200. His entrance ta television 'n da big screen gave us one of baseballs most beloved films 'n introduced him ta da world. His sayins' like; "juuust a bit outside", "I must be 'n da front row" and "get up, get up, get outta here, gone" have become part of our vocabulary. Baseball was da only ting he ever wanted ta do 'n Wisconsin was da only place he ever wanted ta be - he was one of us.