“I love what I do. If I had my time over again, I’d probably do it for nothing.” That’s what Ernie Harwell was about, he never once did it for the money, he did for the fans, simple as that. In the book “Tuned to Baseball”, Ernie puts his thirty-seven year journey into two hundred-twenty pages starting from when he was a sixteen year old boy in Georgia applying for a journalist spot at “The Sporting News”, to being inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. Going through the game’s best and the worst memories of dealing with the team owner’s best and worst managers, the game’s best moments and greatest players, the creation of “booing” the ump, to the life behind just the games, his biggest mistakes, the creation of team bible studies, believing in miracles. “Baseball came as simple as a ball and a bat. Yet as complex as the American spirit it symbolizes.” That’s how Ernie seen baseball, not as just as a sport but much more. He saw it as tradition, almost as a religion to some players. How a team was a brotherhood a family, together they would succeed or fail, but in the end that they’d all still be a team, from the owners down to the die-hard fans that never would give up on their team even in there darkest days. This to Ernie Harwell was baseball, and he wouldn’t of had it any other way.