Night Owl Cards

If you follow your favorite team's "official web site," you've probably come across the link that asks you to vote for the team's "All-Time 9." The "All-Time 9" is a team consisting of the best single offensive seasons by position. In other words, they're asking you to select the Dodgers' all-time best offensive season by a third baseman, catcher, etc. The promotion began in September, on 9-9-09, but I have no idea how long it will last. I figured MLB would have wrapped it up by now. Asking fans to name their team's all-time best seasons is innocent fun, but for some reason, it touched my cynical nerve. You may have noticed that I can be a little contrary at times. I sometimes like to do what no one else is doing, or poke holes in what everyone seems to like. I can't help it. It's the fun-loving side of me. One thing that will always get me going is public relations type stuff. I deal with it all the time in my job....

Yeah, yeah, crazy talk. I know. But I have a reason for asking that question. Not too long ago, our dear Collective Troll blocked off traffic, backed up a truck to my house, and unloaded a card package so dense and massive that the resulting thud set off every last car alarm in the city. I wasn't there to see this, of course. But my neighbors still tell the tale. And I can't help but believe them, because all I have to do is look at the box, and think about how my mailman is still walking upright and it's the only reasonable explanation. But after sifting through the cards and cards and cards of Dodgers -- old stuff like Lopes here and new old stuff, like Heritage, and just plain Dodger good times -- I realized, "Holy crap , I have almost all these cards." That's never happened before. I almost always need at least half of what people send me. I found this quite disturbing. Here Troll went out of his way to jam a package full of Dodger variety, and snobby N...