I found myself profoundly sad when I saw the news that Joe Nuxhall had died yesterday. I was in the middle of singing for some Ohio State vs. Michigan pre-game festivities and I saw on a television above the bar that Joe had died. I forgot the words to the song and had to stop singing for a few seconds to get my bearings. In those few seconds, I reflected on Nuxhall and his significance to the Cincinnati Reds as an organization and “fan base.” There are few people in baseball that are the embodiment of a franchise like Joe. Nuxhall played for the team and broadcasted for the team for over 50 years. He was the voice of the Reds for me on the radio - a voice of my childhood. Although he has passed, his legacy for the Cincnnati Reds is forever cemented in our memories, in our hearts and throughout Great American Ballpark.
I mentioned when I first starting writing in this blog that the bronze statue of Nuxhall at the entrance to Great American Ballpark was created by a twin brother of a college friend of mine. He told me that the statue was made to allow the throwing hand of Joe to hold both a beer and a cigarette, which were two of his favorite things in life. Similar to what Cubs fans do with Harry Caray, I may pay such a tribute to Joe next time I visit.


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