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It is no secret I am a huge Cubs fan… and with that, I have a ton of respect for Harry Caray, a legend.. by way of broadcasting.. for, of course, the Chicago Cubs. He was lovable and a hell of a guy who happens to be a well-known figure (rest his soul) all over Chicago especially throughout Wrigley Field and his Italian Steakhouse that I faithfully go each chance I get to visit the town. I remember seeing Harry come out of his black car back in 1989 when I first visited Wrigley Field during a family vacation when I was a kid (one year after the stadium lights were finally installed – Wrigley was the last stadium to have the lights installed that time), I asked my mother who that guy was, my mother in turn looked to my father, and he explained who this character was. After seeing Andre Dawson lose his temper and throwing out a bunch of bats during the game that afternoon and seeing how wild the crowd went. Win or lose, the fans seemed to continue and party as if there was no tomorrow. That was when I fell in love with the Cubs. My father and I have a special bond and tradition in making our pilgrimage to Wrigley Field at least every other year. We were on a mission for several years to visit every ballpark each summer, but realized Wrigley Field was one-of-a-kind and no other ballpark can rival the all-inclusive fan experience in the Northside along those coveted ivy covered brick walls underneath one of the oldest and hand-operated scoreboards in the country. Harry was a big Budweiser guy (I could never understand why Wrigley management decided to obliterate Old Style beer offerings throughout the park- but the knowledgeable fan would know where to find Old Style. Just ask. Note to the Ricketts: don’t you dare untap the last remaining Old Style draft station hidden well behind the scoreboard), I’ve always wondered if Bud-piss (sorry I couldn’t resist) had a contract with ol’ Harry as evidenced in the article I am about to share with you all. From Billy Goat Tavern situated under the bridge of the Chicago Tribune building to Harry Caray’s Steakhouse to Wrigley Field and to Harry’s affinity for drinking… I present you a fine article that a friend and fellow Cubbie fan, Mike Pearlman, forwarded me (Source: Thrillist):

It’s also no secret that Harry Caray liked to drink too. A lot. A 1972 drinking diary unearthed last year proves as much, with the legendary broadcaster documenting (reportedly for tax purposes) every drink he bought for a year in which he spent 288 consecutive days — and at least 354 days total — drinking in bars.

While the revelation of the diary made national news at the time, no one bothered to try and answer the one essential question left unanswered: how many beers did Harry Caray drink in his entire lifetime? So we did.

First person we visited? Grant DePorter, keeper of the diary…

… and CEO of Harry Caray’s Restaurant Group, who told us that he once spoke with Caray in 1997 (one year before his death) about this very topic. This was the year the Cubs set a National League record for consecutive losses and DePorter dropped the price of beer to 45 cents (and sold 50,000 of them).

He said that Harry told DePorter that he drank 300,000 total drinks in his lifetime (73,000 of them Budweisers). What Harry didn’t tell DePorter was the number of TOTAL beers he drank. Yes, Harry was a famous Bud man, but how many of those 300,000 drinks were beer (Budweisers + non-Budweisers) and how many were cocktails (Bombay Sapphire martinis were his drink of choice)? The essential objective then became determining how many non-Bud beers he consumed in his life.

The diary didn’t tell us much…
… except that Harry drank with WILT CHAMBERLAIN and TED WILLIAMS. We flipped through the pages of the diary with DePorter and, while it listed the names of bars, the total amount spent at each bar, and who he was drinking with, it did not break down the types of drinks. That said, we did find out that Harry drank with everyone from Ted Williams and Joe Pepitone to Wilt Chamberlain and Jack Dempsey.

Also noted in the diary? A total of 1,242 documented bar stops, the most popular of which was Sully’s (now the Hangge-Uppe), frequented by Caray a total of SEVENTY times in 1972. He would often visit five to six bars a night and, according to Keith Olbermann, spent $6,961 on booze that year — at a time when a six-pack of Old Style cost $1.29 (according to math, that would’ve been 14.7 6-packs a day).

Next up: long-time Caray drinking buddy Jimmy Rittenberg
The former Mother Hubbard’s owner said Harry would typically start boozing with friends with an early lunch before the game, drink throughout the game, and then come by Rittenberg’s clubs (he owned several local clubs at the time), where they “kept rolling” until 9pm or 10pm at night.

“He did drink. There was no bull**** about that,” said Rittenberg. “I went out with them a few times and I got buried. And I’m 20-30 years younger. I wouldn’t want to go out with them every day. But he was always in control. These guys were professional.” (For proof, see memo in above check from Harry to himself for “Bud & Travel.”)

Nightclub owners weren’t the only ones who couldn’t keep up with the guy
His reputation in the local bars grew so prominent that he was declared the “Mayor of Rush St” in the late ’70s, where he could often be found buying people Budweisers in local taverns. Even then-Mayor Jane Byrne got on board, ceding Rush St to Harry.

“What you saw on TV is what you got,” added Rittenberg. “There was no off-season for Harry.” This was at a time when Harry’s pay was pegged to attendance, and he viewed entertaining people and celebrities as part of his job. (He also once hung out in Memphis with Elvis, drinking and eating BBQ till 6am, but that’s another story.)

Harry Carabina, born in a poor section of St. Louis in 1914, spent 25 years calling games in St. Louis for the Cardinals from 1945-1969, until he was fired for reportedly having an affair with August Busch III’s wife (a charge Harry never officially denied). It was here that he was sponsored by and drank Budweiser exclusively, but it wasn’t until his move to Chicago (after one year calling games for the A’s in Oakland) that his drinking truly reached momentous proportions.

In fact, Harry’s biggest drinking years were most likely during the early ‘70s (the time in which the drinking journals were kept), when Harry was calling games (sometimes shirtless) for the White Sox. During his Sox years, from 1971-1982, Harry drank the now-defunct Falstaff, not Budweiser, but would return to drinking Bud after joining the Cubs, where he most famously held court in the Friendly Confines from 1982-1997.

Math time!
Harry lived just shy of 84 years and we can assume he was drinking for 65 of those years (removing the last one or two years of his life when he slowed down and would drink O’Douls, yet would still pour it in a beer mug and pretend to drink Budweiser at games).

So, Harry told DePorter that he drank 73,000 Budweisers over his life. Over 41 years of drinking Budweiser (25 years with St. Louis and 16 with the Cubs), this averages 1,780 beers a year or 4.9 beers a day. But that still leaves 24 drinking years of his life (his White Sox days — aka the Falstaff era — and pre-broadcasting years when he wasn’t being financially coerced into drinking Bud) unaccounted for. Assuming the same rate of 4.9 beers a day over those 24 years, that is an additional 42,924 beers.

THE GRAND TOTAL? 115,924 BEERS. Or to err on the safe side, accounting for year-to-year fluctuations in consumption rate (not every year can sustain 288-day drinking benders like 1972), a more conservative estimate would be between 110,000 to 120,000 beers. Either way, that’s a helluva lot of beer.

The most mind-blowing thing we learned, though?
That Harry Caray, the famous “Cub Fan Bud Man,” drank MORE COCKTAILS THAN BEERS. Assuming the 115,924 beers figure to be accurate, and according to the 300,000 total lifetime drinks number given to DePorter — which comes to an astonishing 12.6 drinks per day — Harry drank 184,076 mixed drinks and 115,924 beers in his lifetime.
Jay Gentile is Thrillist’s Chicago Editor and he hopes one day someone will write an article about his drinking journal. Follow him @ThrillistChi.

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