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Myron Cope dies!

That's a great story.

One of my favorite sports media writers, Phil Mushnick of the NY Post, has chimed in-

I've always been envious of guys who grew up in or near Pittsburgh. They were seasonally blessed with two genuine, one-of-a-kind sportscasters - incredible characters, really.

Bob Prince, the Pirates' gruff and tumble play-by- player, took care of the springs and summers. Myron Cope, Steelers radio analyst from 1970 to 2004, radio talk show host and creator of the "Terrible Towel" waved at Steelers games, handled the fall and winter.

Prince died in 1985. Cope, a gremlin-like man with a voice to match - he sounded like Phil Rizzuto tossed into a clothes dryer - died Wednesday at 79.

Born Myron Kopelman, Cope naturally produced unnatural sounds. And his emotions were so raw and rumpled that when he grew excited, those sounds, as opposed to words, came out. Then those sounds, throughout the western half of Pennsylvania, eastern Ohio and much of West Virginia, became words.

The most famous of those "words" was hollered by Cope when the Steelers did something extraordinary. It was, "Yoi!"

Holler "Yoi!" at someone who lived near Pittsburgh; they'll snap turn and answer, "Myron Cope." And they'll be smiling when they do.
 
By the way, the Cope-Prince parallel has been made before.

Once I recall a caller telephoning Myron Cope on his show and making that parallel to Myron, and he was very honored.
 
upstairs in the waiting room yesterday with William F. Buckley....that must have been a
heck of a conversation.
 
I thought about this a lot the last two days.

Buckley often spoke of the english language as being a great tool- and he certainly had a wonderful grasp of it.

But Myron was an English major himself. And while Buckley knew how to use the language perfectly to appeal to the smart set, Cope knew how to butcher it to relate to the common man.

They were going about it in different ways- but they got the same result- getting the point across to their different audiences in an brilliant and bonding way.
 
He and Jack Fleming were a pair of lunatic twins. RIP Myron and say hello to "The Voice" for me.
 
Okay, we get it. Myron and Prince are meeting up in the sky. Geeze, guys can you give it a break? Buckley joining them? Hey, why not say that the Chief, Myron, and Prince are all smoking up a storm in heaven, with Stargell, Webster, Patti Burns, Daddy, Burns, and Paul Long all sitting at the their table? Oh, and they're feasting on Primanti's sandwiches!

Sometimes, you guys are such girls here.

Enough. The guy is dead. Yes, we appreciated his broadcasting skills, sports reporting and in general being a Pittsburgher. But enough with all the other dead people!!
 
Myron and Prince are meeting up in the sky. Geeze, guys can you give it a break? Buckley joining them? Hey, why not say that the Chief, Myron, and Prince are all smoking up a storm in heaven, with Stargell, Webster, Patti Burns, Daddy, Burns, and Paul Long all sitting at the their table? Oh, and they're feasting on Primanti's sandwiches!

Gee, Raymond, for the first time in my life I wish I was dead!
 
If Mr. Togyer is out there, I had not seen your excellent cartoon at the time
I had made my previous post. Sorry for the inadvertent plagiarism!
 
Pratte-

I forgot about another Pgh Notable. Mr. Rodgers! How could I forget about everyone's favorite neighbor. You don't want to die without him not there.

Dick Caliguri can run by their table with a number plastered on his chest.

Raymond
 
Myron's death was felt all the way down here in Marietta / Atlanta, GA! I spotted a couple of Terrible Towels hung upside-down on porches (including my own!)

I had the privilege of being the subject of one of Myron's TV commentaries, as the PA announcer for the Pittsburgh Spirit MISL team (yes, it was a GOOD review), and I'd give my left testicle for a copy of the commentary!

It's been a tough year for Pittsburghers and Steelers fans scattered around the county, and everybody who was raised on Mister Rogers' Neighborhood!

Since Atlanta doesn't have an NFL team yet, I'll keep wearing my Steelers' gear down here in HOT-lanta!
 
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