Pops!
And here’s the kick-ass Willie Stargell stamp that will be part of next summer’s release. I love that they used both the yellow jersey and that intimidating stance (even if his face isn’t so intimidating as depicted).
This came out a week ago, but I’ve been quite busy and never got around to writing anything. And now that a hurricane is bearing down on us and I don’t know when I’ll have power and internet again after…
Every week I seem to come across another connection between New Jersey and baseball’s past, sometimes a significant part of it or something that should be more well known than it is. The most recent find goes back to a…
My exposure to Harmon Killebrew was minimal. His final game came a year before I was born, and I can’t recall him ever appearing at card shows when I attended those events growing up. As an avid collector with an…
I haven’t commented on the Hall of Fame election results from last week, and I wasn’t sure I would. But I’ve been reading about the vote totals, perusing others’ opinions — both those eligible to vote and those not —…
I met Bob Feller twice, and in those two brief encounters, I saw a little of what all the stories and columns have been saying about him tonight. The first meeting came when I was a young collector and he…
I’ve got a few posts planned for this week and I want to roll them out gradually to try to re-establish some sense of regularity here. I figure if I can write ahead and set things to post at regular…
Matt and me and Nolan I first went to Cooperstown in 1988, when my family stopped over for a night in August on our way to Boston and Maine for our regular summer vacation. The second trip came in 1992,…
It’s Hall of Fame weekend, an event I’ve been to once and hope to get to again soon. The first visit was in 1992, for Tom Seaver’s induction. I’m too young to remember all but a little of Seaver’s career….