"We will see you tomorrow night!"
With one call he captured the drama and meaning of the moment and proved, with stunning authority, that he will never run from his father's shadow. He wowed Costas ("I found that not only skillful, but touching") and McCarver ("I thought it was dear. I thought it was so appropriate").
And he got a lot of reactions like the one in a TV trailer in Southern California, where Hamm watched with one of his Mad Men co-stars, Jay Ferguson. Hamm reacted just as Joe would have wanted. He recognized Joe's salute to Jack, but he wasn't thinking about the announcer. He was just elated that his Cardinals won.
Barely a minute left in the fourth quarter, and Joe Buck is leaning forward. He is in the MetLife Stadium booth, three hours after he sang "You say She-AN-oh, I say She-ON-oh," hunched over his notes, announcing the Giants' comeback from a 27--13 third-quarter deficit. The crowd is roaring. Buck is rolling.
And one guy in the stands is looking back at him and yelling, "Joe Buck sucks! Joe Buck sucks!"
The chant drips with foolishness. This guy apparently bought an expensive ticket for a good seat to see his favorite team, one on the verge of a thrilling victory. Why is he worried about the man doing play-by-play he can't even hear?
Sometimes Joe hears guys like that. Right now he does not. Anyway, he isn't worried about hecklers. He is just happy to call this Giants-Bucs game to the finish. He feels lucky to have his voice, his job, his friends and his family. Especially his girls. He will see them tomorrow night.