Night Owl Cards

For most of my life, the word "Santana" has been synonymous with one of my favorite bands of all-time. Although I was still toddling around during Woodstock, Santana's music is timeless and universal and has been the soundtrack to many moments in my life. But then I came across "Santana" in the world of baseball and things were never the same. It was just one guy for a little while. But then there was another, and another, and now, in the last two years, there are a record number of Santanas playing major league baseball. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start at the beginning. Because that is the way " Spawn " is played. We find the one player who started it all -- who had a name that no other player in the majors had featured before, and then find all the players who came after him, who have that same name. "Santana" was not a major league name until 1983, two years after the band Santana released the platinum-se...

This might give you an idea: Yeah. That theory that no-hitters happen only on my days off? Officially dead. But at least Johan had the consideration to get it done by 9:30. (P.S.: Never fear, our newspaper does print in color. Stupid work printer is black & white).

Like I mentioned yesterday, we held a garage sale this weekend. We did quite well. I wasn't expecting that. I'm never expecting that. I look at our puny display of junk and, every single time, say "nobody is going to buy any of this." And every time I'm proven wrong by the insanity of others. So stuff I expected to take to the landfill ended up producing some much-needed cash. Books sold. Can you believe that? I thought no one read anymore. Books sold like crazy. Clothes sold. Kiddie toys sold (I expected that one). But one of the items that sat forlornly on the lawn for the entire sale was a shoebox of baseball cards. Nobody wanted them. These weren't special cards at all. I saw a few guys look over at them like they thought they might score a 1958 Willie Mays, only to realize they were cards from the last 25-30 years. But that's why they were in the garage sale. These weren't cards I could sell online, and I'm not a Craiglist idiot. I knew...