Night Owl Cards

I receive a fair amount of cards just as a thank you for writing this blog. And then what do I go and do? I go almost four days without writing anything. I've just returned from a few days away and as usual rest and relaxation is exhausting. So, this is just a little post to let you know I'm still alive and enjoying baseball cards. I received three wonderful cards from Matt at Bob Walk The Plank recently. He added one of those notes about enjoying every one of my posts that makes me blush. Then he included two cards of one of the players that automatically makes me smile whenever I receive one of his cards. It's funny because Hideo Nomo appeared at a time when I was starting to get out of collecting and kind of pulling away from baseball, too. The mid-to-late 1990s is not a time when I was feeling warm-and-fuzzy about the sport. Too much strife. Too much success from too many teams I disliked. And too much one-dimensional arena baseball performed by guys who l...