Night Owl Cards

(Oh boy, the stuff I do for this blog. Welcome to "Night Owl's an idiot, part infinity." Time for Cardboard Appreciation. This is the 176th in a series): This just in. Austin Kearns is alive, well and trying to hook up with the Marlins for a second year. "Who cares," you're saying. Well, I do, for one. Because for about six hours on Sunday, I thought he was dead. This was the error to which I was referring in the post yesterday, the one I was happy that didn't get out. But I have no problem admitting to my stupidity when I catch it in time. Why not let everyone in on the laugh? There's nothing more annoying then a blogger who can't admit his own mistakes. Besides all the cards are scanned. And we can't let time scanning ever, ever, ever go to waste. I had confused Kearns with Ryan Freel, who most unfortunately took his own life in December. Both had played for the Reds about 10 years ago and, quite honestly, it was the last time ...