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Hammer
12-03-2010, 11:21 AM
CHICAGO -- Ron Santo, one of the greatest players in Chicago Cubs history and a longtime WGN radio announcer whose devotion to the perennial losers was made obvious night after night by his excited shouts or dejected laments, has died. He was 70.

"Ronnie will forever be the heart and soul of Cubs fans," Cubs chairman Tom Ricketts said in a statement Friday. He praised Santo for "his passion, his loyalty, his great personal courage and his tremendous sense of humor."


Santo died in an Arizona hospital from complications of bladder cancer, according to WGN Radio. Santo was diagnosed with diabetes when he was 18 and later lost both legs to the disease.

A nine-time all-star in his 15-year career, Santo was widely regarded as one of the best players never to gain induction into the Hall of Fame. The quiet sadness with which he met the news year after year that he hadn't been inducted helped cement his relationship with the fans.

But nothing brought fans closer to Santo -- or caused critics to roll their eyes more -- than his work in the radio booth, where he made it clear that nobody rooted harder for the Cubs and nobody took it harder when they lost. Santo's groans of "Oh, nooo!" and "It's bad" when something bad happened to the Cubs, sometimes just minutes after he shouting, "YES! YES!" or "ALL RIGHT!" became part of team lore as the "Cubbies" came up short year after year.

"The emotion for me is strictly the love I have for this team," Santo told The Associated Press in August 2009. "I want them to win so bad."

Santo played for the Cubs from 1960-73 and wrapped up his career with the White Sox in 1974. He joined the Cubs' radio team in 1990.

"Ron Santo was one of the finest men -- and toughest men -- I've ever known," Cubs general manager Jim Hendry said. "He was a credit to the game and a model of what a person should be like, always giving back to others his entire life."

"For the last 10 years, I had the pleasure of sitting across the aisle from Ronny during all of our trips on the road," Hendry added. "We talked a lot of baseball, and his passion for the game was obvious to anybody who knew him. Nobody enjoyed our wins more than Ron Santo. Nobody took the losses harder than Ronny."

Santo battled a myriad of serious medical problems after he retired as a player, having undergone surgery on his eyes, heart and bladder after doctors discovered cancer. On his legs alone, he underwent surgery more than a dozen times before they were ultimately amputated below the knees -- the right one in 2001 and the left a year later.


Ron Santo and the Playoffs
Ron Santo will go down as one of the great players who never made a postseason appearance. Since baseball's postseason began in 1903, only four players had more games played than Ron Santo's 2,243 without making the postseason. Along those lines, Santo's 342 home runs are fifth-most for a player who never reached the playoffs. In both cases, Santo's former teammate Ernie Banks (2,528 games and 512 HRs) sits atop the list.

Most Career Home Runs, But Never Played in Postseason
HR
Ernie Banks 512
Rocky Colavito 374
Ralph Kiner 369
Adam Dunn 354*
Ron Santo 342
*Active


Born Ronald Edward Santo in Seattle on Feb. 25, 1940, Santo was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes when he was 18. But he kept it from the team until he made his first All-Star Game in 1963, and fans didn't know about his diabetes for years after that.

Even though the Cubs failed to make the World Series in his lifetime, Santo once said his association with the team probably prolonged his life.

"If I hadn't had this when my troubles started, I don't know if I would have survived," he said in September 2003. "I really mean that. It's therapy."

Santo was a fan favorite on a team that included Hall of Famers Ernie Banks, Billy Williams and Ferguson Jenkins. Many taverns near Wrigley Field include photos of Santo, including one in which he famously clicked his heels as he ran off the field.

By all accounts it was a tremendous career. In his 14 years with the Cubs and his final season across town with the White Sox, the third baseman hit .277 with, 2,254 hits, 342 home runs and 1,331 RBIs. He also was named to the All-Star team nine times won the Gold Glove award five times.

He hit .300 or better four times, had the best on-base percentage in the league in 1964 and 1966 and led the league in walks four times.

But the team routinely finished at or near the bottom of the standings.

One of the few times the Cubs didn't was in 1969, when they finished second after leading the New York Mets by nine games as late as Aug. 16. That year, a photograph was taken of Santo that became synonymous with both the team's failure and the supposed curses that have long haunted the team: There, in the on-deck circle at Shea Stadium, is Santo, a bat on his shoulder as a black cat scurries past.

Santo's disappointment with being passed over for induction into the Hall of Fame was well known to viewers, who watched him receive the news on the phone in 2003 thanks to television cameras he allowed inside his house when he thought he would be getting in.

In 2003, he was honored by the Cubs, who retired his No. 10, hoisting it up the left-field foul pole, just below Banks' No. 14.

"This flag hanging down the left-field line means more to me than the Hall of Fame," Santo told the cheering crowd at Wrigley Field when his number was retired.

"This couldn't be any better," he said. "With the adversity that I have been through, if it wasn't for all of you I wouldn't be standing here right now."

Santo is one of just seven players to have his jersey retired by the Cubs, joining Banks, Williams, Ferguson, Ryne Sandberg, likely future Hall of Famer Greg Maddux, and Jackie Robinson.

Santo had been active in fundraising for diabetes research, with his Walk-for-the-Cure raising millions of dollars.

Information from ESPNChicago.com's Bruce Levine and The Associated Press was used in this report.

Hammer
12-03-2010, 11:23 AM
Cubs fans, my sympathies :( . As a Phillies fan, I know what it is like to lose the voice of your team.

seanyred
12-03-2010, 02:35 PM
thanks for posting the article. As life time Cubs fan I feel like we lost a friend and a broadcaster that lived and died with the Cubs just like the rest of us.
#10 you will be missed

In my dreams
12-03-2010, 05:23 PM
THANKS HAMMER!

I'm a lifelong Cub fan and loved Ron Santo. I had any fans dream of accidently meeting him on Michigan Av. in Chicago after the 2004 season and getting a hug. He was so gracious as I babbled on how much I admired him and loved the Cubs. There'll never be another player/announcer/fan like him.:cloud9:
God Bless You, RON.

Hammer
12-03-2010, 07:20 PM
This article is so on the money...my apologies, Mariners fans, for missing Niehaus' death, but I was at WDW that week

The palettes of verbal artists go dry. The brush falls from the voices that nightly painted such vivid portraits -- you could smell the grass and feel the baseball's stitches.

"Oh, NO!" Ron Santo would exclaim when an ill befell the Cubs, and today we chorus that cry.

"Oh, my!" Dave Niehaus would shout when the Mariners did something he couldn't believe, and we still can't believe we will never again hear that terse exultation.

"That one is lo-o-o-ng gone!" Ernie Harwell would bid farewell to Tigers home runs, and they're all gone and we can't get past the final farewell.

Also this year, Rory Markas of the Angels. And Bob Sheppard, the divine voice of Yankee Stadium, an announcer of a different sort who held a similar hold on more limited -- but no less reverent -- audiences. Last year, Harry Kalas. The year before, Skip Caray.

So patches of weeds pock the emerald lawns they described. The sky is not cloudless, and sunshine doesn't flood the fields. Those shadows creep ever closer. On the North Side, never have the confines seemed less friendly.

And our virtual embrace of Vin Scully, Bob Uecker, Dick Enberg, Marty Brennaman, Milo Hamilton and Jaime Jarrin has never been tighter.

Perhaps no longer are they the soundtracks of generations, the sandmen who gently closed the eyes of kids pressing transistors to their ears under the covers. Technology passed them by, cable and smartphones whizzing by them on the information autobahn.

But technology also paid them a debt, Internet streams making them more accessible to more people than ever before, fanning their popularity and their appreciation.

Santo, Niehaus, Harwell and Sheppard were constants in the lives of people. Chicagoans counted on hearing Santo when they tuned in the Cubs, just as fans in Seattle have never tuned in the Mariners and not heard Niehaus. In the Bronx, Sheppard announced lineups to the grandsons of men who listened to him in the '50s.

They were like sunrise, dinner-time telemarketers, David Letterman. At the appointed time, they were always there.

And when they suddenly aren't, forlorn listeners pour their hearts out. The bond between their mouths and baseball fans' ears is remarkable, and the loss is heavy.

They spoke to and for the fans. Radio is provincial. You root for the same outcome on both ends of the microphone. At times of great deeds, when you can't be at the ballpark cheering your head off in person, you channel the announcer, who is losing his own.

Santo, Niehaus and Harwell were our eyes, and also our megaphones.

They are also timeless. Their words will continue to resonate and inspire new waves of announcers who brilliantly carry the tradition.

Long after Terry Cashman musically waxed about how "I Saw It On The Radio," the imagery remains vivid. Fans are known to tune into the audio broadcasts even of games they are watching on muted televisions -- because the radio announcers still give them a better picture than the HD they are looking at.

Baseball's leisurely pace is a gift to the play-by-play man. And what Santo, Harwell and Niehaus did with it was their gift to us.

The chaperones from adolescence to adulthood are gone. We will have to take it from here, without hearing Harwell's welcome of another Grapefruit League opener:

"For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come; and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land."

There will be another new season filled with hope, another spring. It just won't be the same.

sportsguy2315
12-05-2010, 12:29 PM
You're so right Christine, I didn't even realize how many baseball voices had passed recently and it makes me even more grateful for the opportunities I've had to watch and listen to Vin Scully given his schedule reductions in recent years.

The only one I corresponded with was Ernie Harwell, who I wrote to as an aspiring journalist/broadcaster including the fact that even though I'm a big Twins fan it was still an honor to write him a letter. He didn't have to do this, but he sent a plethora of stuff to me, including a couple autographed things and a very nice letter wishing me luck with my career and saluting my loyalty to my Twins.

When Ernie died, I mourned with the rest of Detroit because he did go out of his way to help an aspiring broadcaster. Granted, live blogging college hockey wasn't in Ernie's vocabulary, but I'm blessed to be following my dream.

alphamommy
12-06-2010, 04:02 PM
RIP Ron Santo.

One year, around HOF induction time, ESPN did a story on Mr. Santo, and how he deserved to be in the Hall. While I'm a lifelong baseball fan, I'll admit that I'd only heard of him, and didn't know a lot about his stats. That story had me convinced that this was someone worthy of Cooperstown. So sad that he didn't live to see it happen.