Okay, there was one particular moment that stood out for me. A few years ago, Harwell visited the ESPN press box with Jon Miller and Joe Morgan for a couple innings of a Tigers game they were broadcasting. Even while reminiscing and helping out with the call on the field, the legendary broadcaster was also keeping score. Miller noted something to the effect of how they have people who do that now, and Harwell said (quoting loosely), "Back then we didn't have that luxury."
Back then, baseball games weren't picked apart by two-, sometimes three-men crew. They didn't have a truckload of alert statisticians and producers assisting them with trivia and injury updates. There weren't field reporters and cameramen spotting every managerial emotion and wacky fan. They did, however, have pen and paper. The glory days!
(It may be too late in the season to plan for this, but I would love to see a game called in this fashion before the end of the year. Two men, two mikes. Why not? The team always struts out those impeccable Detroit Stars jerseys once a year, so let's not half-ass the retro days. Throw a sepia filter on the camera lens. Play the piano in the background. Give the production crew a day off, and turn off the text messaging poll questions for a day. See how much of the game is lost.)
By the time I came into existence and started listening to baseball, keeping track of the game was probably a tad easier for the veteran announcer, because it was the '90s. Scoreboards were digital, and they invented these phones that didn't even have a cord! Instead, the difficulty at the time lay with the Tigers starting pitchers making it to the sixth inning. Life may be easier for us today, or with impending nuclear winter and computerized refrigerators, it may be more complicated. But the challenge remains the same for every individual; show up, work, and do it all again tomorrow.