Sensory overload
I’m still a bit overwhelmed by yesterday’s visit to the National Sports Collectors Convention in Baltimore. It’s a cliche in two ways: It’s like I’d died and gone to heaven. Yet, it’s also hell — temptations all around.
I’m still a bit overwhelmed by yesterday’s visit to the National Sports Collectors Convention in Baltimore. It’s a cliche in two ways: It’s like I’d died and gone to heaven. Yet, it’s also hell — temptations all around.
When Mets Police and Deadspin noted that the Jets were pre-selling AFC Champions gear, I chuckled and posted it on Facebook, but I didn’t dwell on it much more than that. It seemed a bit presumptive on the one hand,…
I finally found some 2012 Topps cards at a local Target, and even though I was going to boycott them this year for putting Jose Reyes in a Marlins uniform when he hasn’t even played a game for them, I…
1969 Mets reunion I’ve met Yogi Berra a couple of times but never had a chance to get his autograph. I remedied that today at a show in Secaucus, immersing myself in a sea of Yankee fans to do so….
So just like Keith Olbermann, the first 2011 Topps card I laid eyes on after opening my first pack of the year was that of Russell Branyan. And the one beneath it was also Alex Rodriguez. But things got quite…
The pitcher steps off the mound and holds the ball in his pitching hand, lifting it above his head and flicking his wrist toward home plate. He doesn’t toss it, though. Instead, he holds onto it, signaling to his catcher…