I don't know where to begin. I know what I want to say, but I don't know how to start or what to mention and what to leave out. I think the best way, before I get too far off the topic of the card presented here and you forget that I even posted this card, is to mention why I'm showing it and then go on my rant. I hope it all makes sense. This card is one of my all-time favorite night cards. It's definitely in the top five. The card has it all. The full view of the field, the lights, the display board, the players lined up on either baseline, the goofy National League road uniforms, the patriotism, the cigarette ad. It's all here. But beyond that, it's one of my favorites for what it symbolizes: that no matter what happens, no matter how many incompetent, greedy, soulless , clueless people inhabit the game of baseball, the game will not die. You can't kill it. You can't. The 1981 All-Star Game took place on Aug. 9, less than a month after I turned 16. It...
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