Night Owl Cards

A couple of blog housekeeping notes: First, an update on the 5,000-post repack giveaway. I have sent out 11 of the 20 packages. Another is packaged and another is selected. I'm currently selecting winner No. 14's cards. Also, today's the last day to vote in the first round of the Cardboard Appreciation Hall of Fame series. If you haven't voted yet, copy and paste this link and vote!: https://vote.easypolls.net/6286614c5617e80062aee2cf  EDIT: POLL HAS CLOSED ).   Way back when I wrote the 1975 Topps set blog, I mentioned how much I liked the '75 Rick Auerbach card as a kid . Really, I shouldn't have liked it at all. It's a Dodger, surrounded by Giants colors. But I loved the orangey glow, it reminded me of my favorite drink of that time -- root beer -- and, heck, it was the '70s, that color combination was in everyone's house. It's also a great example of the color clash that is all over '75 Topps. I submit that the Auerbach card would not ha...

In 1992, U2 came out with a song called "One." It was hugely popular. I liked it, too. U2 was my favorite band since way back in 1982 when no one outside of the U.K. knew what a U2 was. But not long after One, Mysterious Ways and Achtung Baby, I started to lose interest. U2 got a little strange for me, and Bono, who was always the "look at me" sort, seemed like he was ready to swallow the whole band. In fact, if rock stars wore jerseys with uniform numbers, I'm pretty sure Bono would wear the No. 1. That's how some of us view that number, as a blatant way to draw attention to oneself. "Look at me, I'm No. 1" And then there is the corresponding reaction: "Who does he think he is, wearing the No. 1? This is a team game. Nobody is above anyone else. Nobody is "No. 1." But I get the feeling that for baseball folks, the No. 1 means something different. Or at least it does with the Dodgers. The Dodger associated the most wi...