By Dennis D’Agostino
Bob Wolff corrupted an entire generation.
Because of him, because of his enthusiasm, knowledge and passion, there are thousands of New Yorkers of a particular vintage who can’t even begin to recall the preamble to the Constitution, or the first lines of the Declaration of Independence, or the opening to Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. What our parents and grandparents had to know by heart, we have no shot at whatsoever.
But, boy, we know every word, every line, every inflection, of a certain sequence that begins with, “New York would like to have this ball looped in for the chance, at the steal.