Night Owl Cards

"Going steady" is a rather antiquated term. Does anyone say that anymore? Does anyone DO that anymore? I don't know. I'm out of touch. I checked out right around the time everyone started using the phrase "knocking boots." I heard that and figured, "Oooookayyyyy, time for me to stop listening to that ." But I'm resurrecting the "steady" term to apply it to cardboard. Yesterday, I was attempting to work out a trade that may still be happening. But I immediately got a sinking feeling when I found out the person I am attempting to trade with is a Cardinals fan. "Crap," I thought. "I don't have any Cardinals." I don't have any because they all go to Cards On Cards . They've been flying in that direction for 4-plus years now. Out of all of the people I have traded with online, I have not traded with anyone more consistently or more often than Kerry, a.k.a., madding, from Cards On Cards. I've c...

One of my stupid "you can't keep everything" moments was when I slipped all of my 45s* out of their protective sleeves, stacked them in a box for easy storage, and chucked all the sleeves . Those sleeves were ART. I threw out ART. I hate it when I'm in Throw Away Mode. Anyway, one of my most favorite record sleeves was for Sammy Hagar's song "I Can't Drive 55." You see the image of it here. It's so simplistic. So direct. So in your face. I love it. It also amuses me that the song came about after Hagar was stopped going 62 miles an hour on a north country road headed to Lake Placid. I'm somewhat familiar with the state troopers in the north country. Of course, now the speed limit is 65 in New York state and the song is hopelessly out-of-date. But the sentiment of the song still works, and for my purposes with Dodger uniform numbers, it works, too. I think. I associate the No. 55 with a single Dodger. Orel Hershiser. He's a ...

I am trying to rid myself of the habit of referring to certain major league ballplayers as "nobodies." I know it's a common phrase used by baseball fans. It refers to players who are on the fringe of the major leagues. They could be rookies, and others not so hopeful, who are called to the bigs. They could be pinch-hitters, mid-inning relievers, and late-inning substitutions. But the phrase has gotten myself into trouble a few times. In this hyper-sensitive world, some people have objected to reading my reference of a player as a "nobody." The protests usually come from those connected to the player -- family members, etc. -- or those connected to the team, fans proud of their knowledge of their squad and eager to share it with the less informed. I'm not trying to rid myself of the term because of those people. Those are their hang-ups, not mine. I'm trying to do so because calling players "nobodies" is in direct opposition to my colle...