The benefit of being a low-level packrat (it’s not like you can’t walk through rooms in my house or the basement, which is my Dan Cave) is that I’ll occasionally come across things from my childhood that spark a memory or otherwise bring me back to a particular time in my life. The other
I wrote the other day about my lasting Ken Griffey Jr. memory, involving his iconic Upper Deck No. 1 rookie card. My Mike Piazza memories are much deeper and more centered around his performance in games, both those I attended and others I watched on TV. I graduated college on May 17, 1998 —
On the eve of Ken Griffey Jr.’s election to the Hall of Fame — that’s right, I’m not even hedging — a friend on Facebook posted an image of this card and called it “arguably the most iconic baseball photograph taken in the past 25 years.” After I pointed out in jest that it would
There he is. He pops up during the refrain in the final minute. He fades in next to Bruce Springsteen’s head, then fades out in the sun, back to Bruce. I’ve just noticed this report that says Bruce will be the leadoff act for tomorrow night’s Grammy Awards show. An appropriate place for The Boss.
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, when we went — and my sister and I each brought along a friend —