No Cards, Just Photos

I've been in San Francisco this week for an ABA meeting. It's been a crazy meeting for me. Despite arriving on Tuesday night, yesterday was the first time I even stepped foot outside of the hotel.

I was planning today to get to walk around the city some and take pictures. Unfortunately, it's nasty weather and not a very photogenic day here in the Bay Area. But, I did get to do something fun.

Across the street from my hotel is this big dive bar called Lefty O'Doul's Restaurant and Piano Bar. This photo isn't mine; if it were, you would see more umbrellas.

Some of you probably recognize the name Lefty O'Doul. 

Lefty came up as a 22-year-old reliever with the New York Yankees in 1919 after being signed from the San Francisco Seals in the Pacific Coast League.  He was traded to the Boston Red Sox in 1922 as the PTBNL in a deal in which Joe Dugan and Elmer Smith went to the Yankees and Chick Fewster, Elmer Miller, Johnny Mitchell, and $50,000 went to the Red Sox.

O'Doul pitched fairly ineffectively in 23 games in 1923. He developed a sore arm, and so he returned to the PCL and transitioned to the outfield. He returned to the major leagues in 1928 at the age of 31 and had turned himself into a contact hitter extraordinaire.  His best season came in 1929 for the Phillies. He hit .398/.465/.622 with 32 HR, 122 RBI, and 254 hits in 732 plate appearances. Perhaps even more amazingly to our 21st century eyes, Lefty walked 76 times and struck out only 19 times. He finished second (rightly so) behind Rogers Hornsby in the MVP race that year.

According to Wikipedia, O'Doul's career .349 batting average is the highest for any player not in the Hall of Fame who is eligible for enshrinement. Not that that should mean that he should be enshrined, mind you -- his career simply wasn't long enough to justify it. However, O'Doul is enshrined in the Japanese Baseball Hall of Fame thanks to his work both before and after World War II in helping baseball to expand there. 

After he retired from baseball as a player, he returned to his native San Francisco and managed the San Francisco Seals -- including Joe DiMaggio.  He also opened up a bar on Geary Street near Union Square -- the eatery that still bears his name today.

I hope you enjoy my look around inside the place.

Have a great weekend and stay safe in Snowstorm Jonas!

Recently Unearthed in the Christmas Haul

I'm not going to be around much this week to post anything or comment thanks to a work trip to San Francisco I have coming up this week. So, I thought I'd post a couple of highlights I found recently from that massive pile of binders I got for Christmas.

Yes, more.

First, I found three Brewers I needed for my team sets or my player collections:

The Ted Higuera was the surprise of the bunch, because I didn't think I needed any Studio. Funny thing though: if you look at the checklist for 1991 Studio Brewers, you don't see the name Ted Higuera. That's because this is a Studio Preview inserted into the 1991 Donruss set. Hell, I didn't even know I needed this.



It's just a Sneak Preview, after all. I don't speak German so I haven't the foggiest idea what ASD are rapping about there. But it's got a good beat and you can dance to it, so I'd give it a 78, Mr. Clark.

Okay, a few other cards I found were a bit more exciting. The first trio of cards popped up in a binder with "stars & Superstars" and, for a change, the title was accurate:

Considering that the guy who collected these cards originally was from Columbus, Georgia, and that he collected these cards in the early 1990s and after comparing these to certified exemplars, I'd guess these are the genuine article. I just wish that the previous owner had take more care not to smoke or leave the cards some place where the white cards can partially yellow.  Oh well -- it was free to me, after all.

And the closer to free, the better -- at least according to my fellow Wisconsinites, The BoDeans.

Then, finally, I found something interesting. It was a binder full of those "Front Row" draft pick sets from 1991 and 1992. Staring smugly out at me from the pages of the binder with his maroon high school uniform was this guy...twice:



The certification with each set said that each was one of "only" 5000 printed. 

These two cards have me wondering if I should undertake my first ever foray into a card grading shipment. It would be purely for purposes of resale -- I really don't care about Derek Jeter, after all. Recent versions graded 9 sold for north of $150, while ungraded versions sold for around $75.  

What do you guys think: should I give in to the money monster and re-sell them? Should I grade them first if I do that?

Or should I just hold on to them until Jeter is elected to the Hall of Fame in 2019/2020, thereby hitting a cycle of higher interest in him?

Let me know your thoughts below.

Meet the Brewers #18: Greg Goossen

I haven't done one of these Meet the Brewers in a while, but who better to bring it back than one of the more intriguing characters in 1960s/1970s baseball?

Greg Goossen pinch hit in the second game of the year for Mike Hegan, drawing a walk off Tom Murphy of the Angels in the bottom of the seventh inning. He left the game for a defensive replacement in the top of the eighth inning. 

Unfortunately for Goossen, his stint with Milwaukee lasted only until May 18, 1970, when the Brewers sent him down to Portland. His contract was purchased by the Washington Senators in July, and then he was traded to the Phillies as part of the exchange for the famous hold out, Curt Flood.

1970 McDonald's Brewers

Goossen is a guy who would have benefited from being in baseball about 35 years after his playing days. His major league career was nothing special -- 193 games, 514 plate appearances, .241/.316/.383 slash line, 13 HR, 44 RBI, and coming in right at the league average in OPS+. Still, you feel like he could have been more. 

Why is that? Well, he spent parts of 6 years in the major leagues between the ages of 19 and 24 years old. The only time he spent in any league where he was older than the average player was in 1969, when he hit 151 times in a rookie league as a part of the Pilots organization. Even then, at the age of 23, he was only 2.4 years older than the average in that league -- and again, that was the year he spent part of his fifth season in the majors. 

His minor league stat line promises much more than his major league performances did: in 8 seasons, he slashed .275/.361/.500 with 130 HR and 454 RBI in 705 games. Why didn't he get more of a chance? It's almost certainly because he started as a catcher and he was not known for his defense; as SI described it:

A scout once observed, "Goossen's a hell of a hitter." 

"Yeah," said another scout. "But what kind of catcher is he?" 

"He's a hell of a hitter."

Perhaps it was Goossen's introduction to major league baseball.  Goossen was signed as a six-figure bonus baby in 1964 by the Los Angeles Dodgers after turning down a football scholarship to the University of Southern California.  Yet, just 9 months later, he was placed on waivers and claimed by the Mets for the low price of $8,000.  Famously, Goossen is the player about whom Casey Stengel said, "This is Greg Goossen. He's 19 years old, and in 10 years he's got a chance to be 29."  His other Mets claim to fame was serving as Nolan Ryan's first ever major league catcher.

Goossen was traded to the Pilots in exchange for a player to be named later in February of 1969. Once again, the humor outweighed the player.  The story from Ball Four was as follows: Jim Bouton remembered playing in a minor league game against Goossen. One of Bouton's teammates bunted, and, as a catcher is supposed to do, Goossen was yelling out to the pitcher what base the throw should go to. Goossen was screaming, "First base, first base, first base!" 

The pitcher threw the ball to second base, and everyone was safe. Goossen was pissed off as he headed back behind the plate. Bouton saw this and yelled, "Goose, he had to consider the source!" On seeing Bouton in spring training in 1969, Goossen said to Bouton, "Consider the source, huh?"

Goossen is also famous for saying that he played best slightly hungover. 

1994 Miller Milwaukee Brewers

Goossen left baseball after spending the 1972 season with Union Laguna in the Mexican League. He was only 26 years old at that point -- about the time players tend to come into their own, actually.  

Instead, he started helping around the family businesses. First, he helped out his father at his dad's private investigation firm. Then, he helped out his brothers Dan and Joe with their business -- training boxers. It was in that location that he made the friendship that paid his bills for the rest of his life: he became pals with Gene Hackman.

Hackman was learning how to box for a forgettable/forgotten film called Split Decisions. Hackman and Goossen became fast friends. From that point forward, Hackman put it into his acting contracts that Goossen had to serve as Hackman's stand-in to allow for lights to get set up during films. As a result, Goossen has an IMDB page that includes a number of impressive -- and some really awful -- movies: The Royal Tennenbaums, The Replacements, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, Get Shorty, Wyatt Earp, Mr. Baseball, Unforgiven, and one of the worst movies I've ever watched, Waterworld (as "Sawzall Smoker").

Goossen died on March 1, 2011, at the young age of 65 years old.

eBay Lucroy

In the weeks before Christmas -- and before I knew I was getting that huge dump of binders -- I wanted to give myself a baseball card Christmas gift or two as celebration for getting through the year. My wife set me a budget, and it took me through yesterday to finish off that budget (I bought the Brewers in Crackin' Wax's 2016 Topps Series 1 case break...which I think was the first time I found the Brewers available in any of the breaks there). That's not because it was some ridiculous amount, but rather because my Christmas gift waylaid me from finishing my ordering I was doing.

My first purchase was knocking a ton of cards off my want lists from the 1980s and 1990s thanks to Just Commons. It was my first ever purchase there, and it went okay. Their inventory system was off on some items that I wanted, but generally it was a good experience. It doesn't hurt that you get free shipping from them if you order $15 or more in cards either.

The other way I went about spending my budget was on eBay. For the first time in awhile, I decided to hit the auctions there to see what I could find. I focused on items I haven't seen elsewhere, and ended up with three items.

Let's match these cards up with some music from an artist I'm just getting into now -- Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats. If you like a 60s soul sound, this band is up your alley.

I Need Never Get Old

The first song on their self-titled album is this one, and it echoes my feelings often. Lately, I've started realizing how long ago many of my big "milestones" in life were -- I mean, I've been out of school now for 17-1/2 years overall...21-1/2 since college....25-1/2 since high school.  It's crazy to me. I'm not an adult. Not yet. I'm still trying to figure out what I'll be when I grow up.

That existential life question goes well with this big card:

It's a 5x7 version of the photo variation of Lucroy (a card that I still don't have in its normal size), and it's serial numbered as #1 of 10. It wasn't that expensive -- in fact, the damn photo variation regular card seems to go for more.  I wonder why that is, other than people chasing the photo variation for a complete set or something. Why does Topps persist with these variations?

This segues well into the most played song by NR&TNS:

S.O.B.

This song would not have felt out of place at a sock hop in the 1960s...well, except for the title and the liberal cursing in the song and all. But damn, it's catchy.  

So, this is some die-cut variation of the Lucroy Allen & Ginter card from 2015. Apparently, these die cuts were released in special packs at the National Convention last year. I've yet to go to a National Convention. I'm thinking I might aim for Cleveland, because that is one of the few major American cities I have never visited and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is a place I'd love to visit.

Wasting Time

I can often be a sucker for a well-played folky ballad, especially one with a steel guitar. I mean, if I'm in a wistful mood, I can throw on "Melissa" by the Allman Brothers or "Anodyne" by Uncle Tupelo, and I'm instantaneously in a quiet, contemplative mood. This song reminds me a fair amount of Uncle Tupelo -- definitely a grungy, dirty song with real feeling to it.

Quite unlike my final Lucroy eBay purchase:

The Lucroy "First Home Run" Medallion didn't come as cheaply as I would have liked, but it's shiny and heavy and metal and man Jonathan Lucroy is going to get traded soon I'm sure of it.

That said, maybe the grungy song with feeling makes sense.

Right, Uncle Tupelo?

Thanks for stopping by.

The Last Time I'll Mention My Birthday until December

I promise -- really, I do.  

Everyone's favorite Cleveland Browns collector -- likely because he is the only Cleveland Browns collector -- is Angus from Dawg Day Cards. Angus has been sending me cards regularly for nearly the past year now. I've sent him a few Cleveland Browns cards here and there, but it has been nowhere near an equal flow back to his post office box in New York.

And yet, the guy keeps on giving. 

In the week between Christmas and New Year's Day, this card popped up in my mailbox:

You're right, Angus -- I know it wasn't that you were late. It's that you were thinking of me and cushioning the blow of another year on the odometer.

To be fair, the cards that accompanied this card were well worth it.  

Angus knows my love of oddballs, so these cards hit the spot.

Such as:

It's so yellow. It appears that this card from 1981 -- showcasing the veteran of 7 full major league seasons at the age of 25 going into that year -- shows Yount with a big ole wad of chaw in his cheek. That wouldn't surprise me -- a lot of guys in the early 1980s chewed tobacco. But, I don't know that I can recall any more than one or two other photos tops that had him with the massive wad in his cheek. He might have put a pinch between his cheek and gums, but not a huge slab of Red Man.  Not usually.

Angus also sent two oddballs from a few years earlier -- this excellent Gary Carter Hostess card from 1977:

Before this, I already owned the Twinkies version of this card -- stained by Twinkies 39 years ago. Now, I own a clean, not yellowed or greased up version.

The other Hostess card is a nice condition upgrade over my previous copy of this card:

My previous copy was itself a condition upgrade, but it had a crease on it. This one is trimmed well and is in generally perfect condition.

The final card, well, it's just a pretty piece of cardboard that I think was printed at some point in the mid-1950s:

A Del Crandall Exhibits card! Crandall today is barely remembered, but in his day he was considered one of the best catchers in the game. On his debut, he was the youngest starting catcher in baseball history -- see, SABR said that is true so it must be -- when he caught for the Boston Braves in 1949 at the age of 19 years and 3+ months. He was the runner up in the 1949 Rookie of the Year race behind Don Newcombe...but let's be honest: the three votes that Crandall got were probably from some racist sportswriters because Crandall played in only 67 games that season and hit .263/.291/.368 with 4 HRs, 2 SB, and just 9 BB in 239 plate appearances.

Crandall lost his age 21 and 22 seasons to his service in the military during the Korean War, likely depriving him of two additional excellent seasons.  

He was an 11-time All-Star and a 4-time Gold Glove winner who then was traded by the Braves after the 1963 season because Crandall had been supplanted by Joe Torre.

Crandall went on to become a manager, taking over as the manager of the Milwaukee Brewers from 1972 through 1975. Perhaps it was his own experience as a 19-year-old rookie that led him to agree in 1974 to start the season with an 18-year-old barely out of A-ball named Robin Yount at shortstop.

Angus, thank you for the birthday cheers once more!

Commenter Extraordinaire: Mark Hoyle

One of the best ways I've found to focus Google searches is to limit my search to a specific domain. For example, when I'm trying to find those snippets about players from old newspapers, my search is usually "site:news.google.com *name of player*" because that gets me a lot of great, focused information about the player usually from the time that they played.

So, to try to talk about Mark Hoyle sending me yet another great PWE, I thought, "I wonder how many time Mark has sent out great cards or commented on another blog post?" I typed in my search: (site:blogspot.com "Mark Hoyle").  Now, I'm not sure if all of these results are our Mark Hoyle, but there are 2,760 results. It took me until page 14 (at 10 results a page...) to find even one reference that wasn't either Mark commenting on something or someone thanking Mark for yet another great vintage-filled envelope.

That is absolutely extraordinary.

To thank Mark today -- in particular today -- I have to turn to the Thin White Duke, may he and Ziggy Stardust and David Bowie and all of David Robert Jones's other personas rest in peace.  It's Bowie's music to match up with the cards I received from Mark.

The Man Who Sold the World

A song that many people my age first became acquainted with thanks to Nirvana's Unplugged in New York album is "The Man Who Sold the World," the title track to Bowie's third studio album. 

The Man Who Sold the World here is Bud Selig, of course. My complaining about his decision to let Molitor leave after the 1992 season. Molitor had over 1000 hits left in his bat despite leaving after his age 35 season. Of course, the counterfactuals are huge -- would Molitor be as motivated as he was after leaving if he stayed in Milwaukee with a fair-to-mediocre team? And, once Bud flipped the Brewers to the NL, could Molitor have played the field and stayed healthy? We will never know.


Blue Jean

In the 1980s, Bowie released a couple of songs that were ubiquitous. "Blue Jean" was the only real hit off the album Tonight, which was released shortly after his big hits off Let's Dance the previous year. According to a 1987 interview, Bowie said the song was "not very cerebral" and is "about picking up birds." 

Who doesn't like a song about picking up birds? Not Mark Clear!

The ubiquitous 1986 Topps Traded set included a number of Brewers, including Mark Clear -- who I literally just learned today by way of a Google search is Jewish and was born in Los Angeles. I guess I never really thought about or noticed his being Jewish before just this minute. All I remember him for was his huge hammer/12-to-6 curveball and the awesome kneehigh stirrups he wore (as shown below in a card that I do not own):

Suffragette City

I listened to and loved this song literally for at least fifteen or twenty years before I found out by accident that it was a David Bowie song. The guy musically was as much of a chameleon as he was a chameleon in appearance. Dozens of groups -- everyone from Mr. Big to Alice in Chains to Big Audio Dynamite to Warrant to the Red Hot Chili Peppers to Franz Ferdinand (with Scissor Sisters) -- have recorded covers of the song.  Lots of hair bands did, actually -- Poison and L.A. Guns and Vixen also did.  Strange, that.

Salome never really panned out. He was the #79 Prospect in baseball before the 2009 season per Baseball Prospectus, yet Salome never got any more than the 3 major league at bats he got in 2008. The good thing is that Salome is in a Brewers hat, so I can use this card if I ever get any further than 1995 for my "Meet the Brewers" series.

Diamond Dogs

This is a song that I had never heard before, to be honest. But, I couldn't not use it for this card:

I mean, that would be negligent blogging. 

Modern Love

and

Under Pressure

My two favorite Bowie songs (though "Rebel Rebel" is pretty damn good, and "Changes" is a great song too).  It's odd -- "Modern Love" is a song contemporaneous with the one Bowie song that I despise because it got played to death: "Let's Dance".  I'm not sure why at 44 I have such a visceral reaction to a song that was overplayed when I was 12 years old, but I do. I don't mind "China Girl," but "Let's Dance" seemed to be on the radio, on Friday Night Videos (when it started in 1983), and on my Saturday morning music video show that I taped all the time.  

These two songs celebrate the three cards that were my favorite in Mark's most recent PWE. I'm not a basketball card collector, but these are pretty awesome:



Jim Price was an NBA journeyman point guard in the 1970s, spending parts of 4 seasons with the Lakers, parts of three seasons with the Bucks, parts of two seasons with the Nuggets, and a few games each for the Pistons and the Buffalo Braves (n/k/a Los Angeles Clippers).

Elmore Smith is the NBA record holder for most blocked shots in a game with 17 -- a record that has stood for over 42 years. He is originally from Macon, Georgia, and he has a company that sells his Gourmet All-Natural BBQ Sauces. I noticed that they serve these sauces at all Egg Harbor Restaurants, so I may have to try it out.

Finally, there is Jon McGlocklin. McGlocklin is a Milwaukee fixture. He is noteworthy for having founded a nationally recognized charity called the MACC Fund -- Midwest Athletes against Childhood Cancer.  McGlocklin was (and still is) the television color voice for the Bucks. 

Milwaukee has been very lucky that its major sports teams have enjoyed very long-term announcers calling the game locally. Bob Uecker in baseball has been with the Brewers since 1971 as the play-by-play announcer. McGlocklin has been the Bucks' color guy since he retired from the NBA in 1976. Wayne Larrivee has been calling Packer games since 1999, and before him it was Jim Irwin who called the games from 1975 through 1998.

Maybe I should start an announcers collection!

Mark -- thank you very much for the great cards. 

RIP, David Bowie.

The Christmas Haul

As most of you probably read just before Christmas, my in-laws bought a collection for me for Christmas. I've gotten through a lot of it already. I spent a bunch of my time in the week after Christmas pulling cards from sheets, stacking up binders, triaging sheets to determine which ones to keep and which ones are too crumpled, curved, or stained to keep.

So, my home office is a bit of a mess right now. I still have almost 40 binders to go through, but that's much better than the nearly 100 I started with.

Having gotten through 60 or so binders already, though, I've started to accumulate some interesting items. As always, if it isn't either a Milwaukee Brave, a Milwaukee Brewer, or a player collection item, then it's available in trade.

First off, there was a bind of the Upper Deck Hologram MVP set from 1992. It was accompanied by a familiar visage:



Griffey collectors -- I assume that you guys count this as a Griffey item for your collections, right? It's so limited in its release -- just 216,000 of them!  Here's what the cards look like:

I will admit that these hologram sets look far better than I expected in the scan. In the binders, these things just looked like a bunch of cheap mirrors. As a checklist, though, this is a pretty good set -- two Ripkens, Robbie Alomar, Bagwell, Boggs, Bonds, Brett, Clemens, Eckersley, Griffey, Maddux, Molitor, Puckett, Ozzie Smith, Frank Thomas, Sandberg, and Nolan Ryan are all in there. Anyone need one of these other than the Molitor or the Bill Wegman?

Another group of cards in a binder together was the 1992 Score Superstars set. 

Granted, this set isn't exactly rare, but it's not a set that I have run across with any regularity. I suppose it's that the vendors don't bring these cards because they aren't rare and don't sell well, meaning I never see them. If you need something from this set, let me know.

Okay, it's time for comic relief.



I haven't the foggiest idea which cards this "certificate of authenticity" applies to. As you can see, my predecessor in interest in these cards bought his 500 "Rookie/Superstar" cards from Sears & Roebuck in mid-1993.  

I seriously doubt that those same cards have the same minimum catalog value of $100 now.

Basically, these binders are organized in one of two ways. A number of binders are just players, sorted by name. Many others are "factory" sets -- I don't think he used that term correctly -- sorted by team and then alphabetically by player name within each team.

The third type of binder, though, has been my favorite. It contains the smaller sets -- like that Score card above. And, it also contains this one:



Perhaps he paid the $100 to get this card from BTS -- I don't know. No matter, though -- I really like this 1990s "Archives" reprint of the 1953 Topps set. That was the first Topps set to feature players identified as Milwaukee Braves. As with most sets I own, I haven't decided about busting this one up for distribution and trading or whether I'll keep it intact.

Other interesting, random finds:

The previous owner bought and tore up (and apparently loved) those Dover reprint books. I've gotten a ton of pretty cool reprints from these binders, including a recycled portrait:




Man, Hassan tobacco must have been pretty lazy just to recycle the same portrait that Piedmont tobacco used for its cards. Don't they realize that this type of activity will be used as an excuse by card makers for the next century for recycling photos?

Ducky Medwick was always one of my favorite players to read stories about as a kid because, I mean, ducky! And, I loved the story about the 1934 World Series: how Medwick slid hard into third base on a triple, leading Detroit fans to pelt him with garbage. As a result, then-Commissioner Kenesaw Mountain Landis ordered that Medwick and Tigers third-baseman Marv Owen be benched for Game 7 of the World Series. As Medwick's Wikipedia biography mentions, Medwick is the only known player to be thrown out of a game for his own safety.

In addition to tons of those Dover reprints, there are a bunch of these player sets from Front Row. Now, unfortunately, I don't have the Derek Jeter autographed card -- at least that I've found at this point. But, I do have a bunch of these cards. Most of them come in sets of 5 to 8 cards with a certificate of authenticity:



On the left is the Hal Newhouser set serial numbered to 2000 (because one card was autographed) and on the right is the one for Frank Thomas -- 11,028 out of 30,000.

Speaking of the Newhouser autograph...

Front Row was quick to remove the logo from the hat, but they didn't care as much about leaving the name on the uniform.  Here are a few more random players from those sets:



Lots of Hall of Famers...and Dan Melendez...the Dodgers 1992 Second Round Draft pick out of Pepperdine University who never quite overcame injuries and the bias at the time against slick-fielding, lighter-hitting first basemen who hit .260 with a .350 OBP.  

Now, the Kaline, Clemente, Ryan, and Yaz cards are not autographed -- obviously, for Clemente, it was a complete impossibility to have signed the card without time travel being involved. Instead, they have a metallic gold inlay in the card providing a facsimile autograph.

Also, the Leonard and the Dandridge cards have me thinking that I should do a mini-collection of Negro League cards. The problem with that idea is trying to find the cards to create a checklist, I suppose, and the lack of contemporaneous cards to a great extent. So, I am going to hold on to the Leonard and the Dandridge cards to give myself time to think about it.

But, anything else you see here is fair game. Even Dan Melendez or the next card:



Because Todd Steverson actually made it to the major leagues for a grand total of 30 games and 51 plate appearances in 1995 and 1996 (with Detroit and San Diego, respectively). Steverson was the Blue Jays first round pick in 1992 out of Arizona State, and his cousin is former Tiger Ron LeFlore. Steverson played in Mexico in 1997 and eventually managed in the Oakland farm system for a few years as well.

Okay -- a few more cards. First, two "Playball U.S.A. Cards":



Both of these are parts of larger sets, so let me know if you need them.

I was quite pleased to find this next group of sets. It looks to be a fairly complete set of the TCMA "Greatest Teams" cards from 1987, including the 1957 Milwaukee Braves:



Going with the Braves were:



One card from all the different teams right there. I picked Poosh Em Up Tony over Babe Ruth for the 1927 Yankees, and who doesn't love a man named Granny? Also, was that Johnny Evers card using a photo from his playing career or from his dotage? Otherwise, these all appear to be fairly contemporaneous photos from around the time that the team was together.  

So, does anyone need one of these sets?

Finally, let's go to the fun and the random.

The fun:

Because Don Mossi and his ears and ugliness are always fun.

And the random?



Is anyone a Robbie Gordon supercollector who needs this die-cut card?

Thanks for reading, and let me know if you want anything in this post that I'm not keeping.