In 1970 Woods went to St. Louis for two seasons, but found he liked neither the city nor the Cardinal organization. Charlie Finley was Woods' next employer, and for two years they got along fine. But according to Woods, Finley likes the "Midwestern style of announcing, where the announcer screams on pop flies. At the end of my second year he said to me, 'Jim, you're one of the best announcers when something is happening, but when nothing is going on you don't make it very exciting.' "
In the winter of 1974, not long after Woods had agreed to do the Red Sox games, Finley called. "Jim, I've thought this over and I'd like you to come back."
"Charlie," said Woods, "I've obligated myself to do the Red Sox games for the next two years."
"Jim, everybody knows those contracts aren't worth the paper they are written on," said the man who then was tightening the screws on the contract he had with a manager named Dick Williams.
Of course, Woods honored his Boston commitment, to the delight—hopefully not temporary—of Red Sox fans.