Night Owl Cards

  My Father's Day was nice and all too brief.   Staying home was imperative. Anywhere I would want to go on this day would require a drive and we definitely are not doing that on Father's Day. So, the day consisted mostly of watching baseball -- A's/Royals, Cardinals/Brewers, then Giants/Dodgers. Yay, a victory! Beat back those BusterPoseys!    I also talked on the phone with my daughter (a big deal for any Gen Zer), which was the obvious day highlight. I ate pizza and chicken wings, my requested dinner, which thrilled my wife who didn't have to cook. And I opened some baseball cards. The 2025 Heritage blaster and the gift card were Father's Day presents. I haven't decided how to handle the gift card yet. (It will not be used on any Series 2, the amount dupes I've seen pulled from a single retail box is offensive even before getting to the price hike).   The Heritage box went pretty well considering I'm getting down to the "Handful of Base Cards Plu...

The reason I am running this blog is because of whatever Matchbox car I received as a kid for the first time. It happened so long ago, and when I was so young, that I can't remember what it was or what it looked like. But it sparked the collecting gene in me, and over the years that followed, I had accumulated a small traffic jam of Matchbox cars. You've read all this before (I loathe how much I repeat myself here), but it is the reason why I've babbled so much about baseball cards for years and why I've devoted now five blogs to the hobby. Matchbox cars, with their mind-blowing features, such as doors and trunks that opened, and numbers on the bottom so you could keep track of your "set," started it all. There was even a carrying case where you could store your cars. I had that, too. I was fascinated by cars when I was little, before I even paid attention to baseball. I played with them inside and outside. I drove the tiny ones that you pedaled with ...

I have a lot of blog ideas bouncing around in my head and written on little pieces of paper. Most of them remain where they are, periodically called to the royal palace to be considered by the king (re: me) only to be discarded in disgust. But sometimes I'll be reading a blog and someone will touch on an idea or a portion of an idea and I take that as a sign. "Well, I have to do the post now. The blogging gods just sent a message." You lucky people. A few days ago, this Sonny Jackson card was featured on the exhaustive 1974 Topps - Pennant Fever set blog. I honestly don't know where wobs gets the time to do all that, but it does come in handy. On this particular post , he mentioned that Jackson may be the only player in the set with a position designation of shortstop-outfielder. Guess what? He is. I looked. I looked because I had wanted to do some sort of post about players who field multiple positions and being credited for it on cards. I can tell yo...