Bob Murphy, Mets broadcaster from their inception in 1962 until his retirement last season, has passed away.
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1 comment:
First Bob Murphy (even though I'm not familiar with him) & Now Rick James (one of my personal favorites) It happens in three's, I wonder who will be next! (.....that last part sounded really morbid) Hasta ~Ann
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