Night Owl Cards

Hi there, and welcome to the latest edition of "Second Best," where we determine the second-best player who has ... What's that? This is the first time I've ever done a series called "second best"? Ha, ha, well, I guess that's right, isn't it? It's just that this particular series has been a thought jotted down in the idea notebook for four or five years now. That idea was beginning to wonder whether it was ever going to make it to reality, and apparently got so desperate that it half-convinced me that I've actually gone through with this series already. But, nope, this is the first time. This is where I examine all of the major league players who share the same last name, and determine not "the best" -- because they already get all the recognition and accolades -- but the "second best". (I suppose that this series is a little similar to my "Spawn" series , which is probably why I've avoided d...

A good Labor Day to you all. This is the first Labor Day that I have had off in more than 20 years. Don't look at me that way. It's called Labor Day. You're supposed to labor , right? At least that's what my boss always told me. I'm not going to try to tie my post in with the holiday. I had something all planned and then I got sidetracked looking up hard rock bands from the early '80s. Anyone remember Zebra? They were a tremendous band from the early MTV days. Tell Me What You Want. Who's Behind the Door. Bears. Awesome. Let's spend a few moments remembering the days when people knew how to rock and then a brief second of mourning over what music has become today. ... ... OK. Somewhat along those lines, I thought I'd examine my childhood preferences again. It's what I do best. As you know, as a kid, I preferred the hairy ballplayers. They were everywhere in the 1970s. Long hair, mustaches and beards in abundance. Frank Tanana. Dock Elli...