Night Owl Cards

When I was growing up, a major league pitcher was required to have two things. He had to have a mustache ... ... and he had to have long hair. Those were necessities to being allowed to patrol a major league mound. In fact, I think it was in the collective bargaining agreement. "No ball player may be permitted to toe the rubber unless he owns a fabulous head of hair." And so it went. You pitched. You sported a mustache. And you had long hair. Pitchers were like Samson. Cut their hair and they couldn't get the ball over the plate. Unless you were Tom Seaver . But Seaver was, like, God. Sometimes, a pitcher could get away with one terrific mustache and some fierce sideburns. No long hair necessary. But if you couldn't grow a semi-respectable mustache, like Bob Stanley here. Then you better grow some long hair. And feature some chest hair, too. It was a fact of life 25, 30 years ago: Mustache ... ... long hair ... ... mustache...