I remember a home run off the bat of Jack Clark landing two seats in front of me at old Three Rivers(late 80′s)….yeah, the cool part was the fact that we were sitting in the orange seats, five rows back in the left-field upper deck…..all i could do was stare as the ball got closer and closer, hit an empty orange seat, and fall to a lower deck….
Funny you should mention the 85 birds, the homer off the bat of the Wiz was the first memory I have of watching baseball with my dad. Vin Scully did call the game and will go down in my mind as the greatest baseball voice of my time…
I also remember watching drama of the 86′ playoffs and WS….Clemens, Ryan, Scott, Oil-Can boyd, the way the Sox made it into the series and how they lost it in games six and seven….I was only six but I remember watching buckner’s blunder from a couch in the Beck’s(old friends of ours) living room…
But by far my most vivid baseball memories came from the 92 NLCS…The Bucs falling behind two games to none, Tim Wakefield pulling out games three and six, Bob Walk keeping hope alive in game five, Doug Drabek going winless in three starts…and then Stan Balinda serving up an underhand delight to Francisco Cabrara(I could care less how you spell his name)…as Sid Bream limped home from second I remained on our living room couch stuned for hours….somehow I knew that it would be a long time before the Bucs would win again….let alone make the ALCS….

I’m as much of a Yankee hater as anyone, but that play that Derek Jeter made in the World Series when he cut off the throw coming in from right field as he was crossing the first base line and flipping it to the catcher is still pretty memorable.

I was in the very top of the upper deck of Arlington Stadium with a church group, when you could hear Nolan Ryan’s grunts as he threw a complete game with excellent stuff.

A close second was a few years later watching the Orioles and the Braves play at Turner Field — and watching Cal Ripken shell the Braves pitching.