Night Owl Cards

  I would be remiss if I didn't mention on a post devoted completely to cards issued in 1975 that we recently lost two key members of the 1975 baseball postseason. Both Pete Rose and Luis Tiant were critical parts of the two teams that reached the 1975 World Series. Both wily veterans by the '75 series, their abilities were trumpeted all over the playoff telecasts that year. At least that's what I have learned. I've mentioned several times that the 1975 postseason is my first memory of baseball on TV. But I only remember glimpses of the ALCS and the World Series, specifically Game 6. There's nothing I could cite specifically except I do remember Luis Tiant on the mound doing his thing.     In the first few years of my baseball viewing, Tiant was a popular topic in our discussions as kids, with Red Sox fanhood dominating my family. When Tiant, his skills declining by this point, ended up on the Yankees in 1979, it was truly the end of an era. Except for his Yankee Fr

  I know, or have come across, several fans my age or older who are no longer interested in major league baseball as it's played now. I've also read or written a good number of profiles on former players who say they don't watch the game anymore. It just doesn't look like the game they know and played. Whether you think that is a closed-minded way of thinking or a natural reaction as people grow older, it's very apparent to me that those who play MLB now are different than the players who played in the '70s, '80s and even much of the '90s when I was younger and much more of a fan. Just about every day -- especially now that it's the postseason -- the difference hits me in the face. As I'm scrolling through the limited number of photos available (a rant for another time) to use when I'm producing the sports section for my paper, I regularly see players screaming into the air as if they had just smote the enemy on a bloody battlefield. It strik

  So as mentioned in the  last post , it had been a year since Angus and I had gone to a card show together. We're both busy guys with super-hectic jobs and other issues that rudely won't get out of the way for leisurely pursuits.   He had been saving up some collectibles for me all the while. When we met at the Buffalo Wild Wings parking lot, he unloaded what I'm sure had been taking up too much space for too long.   There was a variety of stuff and all the card items were full of variety, too. Let's start with a legends set that I've always enjoyed.   This is a decent stack of 2001 Fleer Greats of the Game. I own all the Dodgers in this set already, but the purpose of this was to get me started on another set chase I believe.   I do like my legends -- and I now have more than half of the set. It'll go on the back-burner, but someday I may be up to pursuing it. Here's another legends set -- 1994 Ted Williams. The base set is complete. But there are some nic