For Dodgers fans, Vin Scully was the voice of their beloved baseball team. But for many Angelinos, the ginger-haired broadcaster was more like a member of the family. a grandfather, a uncle – someone whom they welcomed into their homes on sports day.
As heartbroken fans mourn Scully died at the age of 94It felt, he said, like a death in the family on Wednesday.
“It almost felt like I had lost my father again,” said Desiree Jackson, who took the bus from Skid Row to Dodger Stadium to plant flowers and pray at the makeshift memorial there overnight. “I fell in love with the sport because of my father, and my brother, and Vin.”
The 44-year-old wore a World Series cap and a long blue dress in honor of the legendary announcer, who died on Tuesday at his Hidden Hills home. Jackson grew up listening to Scully on the radio, and his voice, he said, is inextricably linked with memories of his late father.
The memorial at the entrance of the stadium shed offerings and tears. Fans who came to remember the announcer described a man who transcended divisions and led fans into the game – from where they were listening.
“Generations of my family, that’s how we became Dodgers fans,” said 21-year-old Tiffany Morales, who joined mourners outside the stadium on Wednesday morning. “He was like a grandfather to us.”
Along with St. candles and bouquets, fans leave a baseball with “It’s Time for Dodger Baseball” on top of a bag of Dodger peanuts, a blue-and-white striped oyster, stitching.
A tearful Lupe Guillon from Lincoln Heights brought a white rose, a Dodger flag, and a handful of Mardi Gras pearls to add to the memorial.
“I’m broken,” she said. “My uncle Chavez lived in the ravine. He was deported, but they would listen to him on the radio in Tijuana. He brought you to the right place.”
Ellen Gomez, 38, looked back with tears in her eyes as she recalled the summers she spent listening to Scully on the radio with her brothers. A lifelong Dodgers fan, a boy who bleeds Dodger blue, wore a new Vin Scully T-shirt and a slew of Dodgers tattoos.
“It was what I grew up with,” Gomez said. “With the stories he told about every player, you knew he loved the game.”
In East LA, Carlos Ayon parked in front of a Scully mural painted outside the Paradise Sports Bar. Smiling in this, Scully wore a suit with a Lakers jersey. Two candles twinkle at the base of the wall.
Ayon is a lifelong resident of East LA. He took the day off and planned to take pictures with his Sony A7 II camera at the stadium and here, at Lupe’s burritos, where the “Win Scully Evie” sign hangs.
Growing up in L.A., he said, meant growing up with the Dodgers and Scully.
“He basically became a member of a family,” the 36-year-old said, providing the background noise of life, which he found “comfortable.”
What he appreciated about Scully, he said, was “the way he painted a portrait.”
Ayon pointed to Kobe Bryant’s painting of Scully and the mural next to him.
When Bryant joined the NBA, Ayon was almost 10 years old. Although many things changed as I got older, thankfully some things never happened.
Bryant and Scully “were stable,” he said. “That’s why it hits people so hard. Both die.”