Night Owl Cards

  I know the postseason is here and everyone learned of Pete Rose's death yesterday evening/afternoon, but this wouldn't be a blog if I wasn't behind. Rose was one of the titans of my youth as far as baseball players. Somewhere along the way I graduated from Ernie & Bert and come on and zoom, zoom, zoom-a, zoom to watching live baseball on TV. Big Bird and The Count became Reggie Jackson and Pete Rose. Those were the two biggest ballplayers on my TV. They were the biggest sports guys period on my TV (well, Howard Cosell became very present). I've mentioned all this before and I did a post on Pete Rose fairly recently in which I mentioned this, too.   I was never a Rose fan. Didn't like the team he played for, didn't like his playing style. Media folks and critics used to brand him as the world's highest-paid singles hitter and I bought into that. Plus he just seemed so damn cocky out there.    My suspicions about the man were somewhat right -- not abou