Thursday, April 29, 2010

Robin Yount: 1.21 Gigawatts of Card

Great Scott!!!
Not too long ago, I spied a Yount card that was more of a "must-have" than just about any other I have seen in years. The price was often too high, but my patience paid off, and now it is mine.

2009 Donruss Elite Extra Edition Back to the Future AUTO #35 (21/49)

I believe that this is the youngest we have ever seen Robin on a baseball card. He's in his Taft High School uniform, but he looks all of nine years old. Okay, maybe not that youthful, but it's a far cry from even his 1975 rookie look.

It should come as no surprise that, like early photos of Robin Yount, information about his early life is hard to come by. The Yount Amalgamated Trust Group, LLC, is notoriously secretive about his formative years, especially his adolescence, lest a template for the creation of a baseball god fall into the wrong hands. Despite the gag orders, the red tape, the army of lawyers, and the threats of lawsuits, I am now ready to release the Top Ten Little Known Facts About Yount's High School Years.

10. Scored perfect 1600 on SAT; Results eventually rendered null and void when it is revealed Mr. Yount used a No. 2.5 pencil.

9. Pitched and caught both games of a JV doubleheader, tying his own record.

8. Skipped third hour biology to smoke cigarette with friend; Subsequently coughed for the first time ever, did not enjoy it, then exhaled smoke back through filter to reconstruct a fully unsmoked cigarette.

7. Teamed with cafeteria staff to develop healthier, tastier school lunch.

6. Passed over for lead role in "Fiddler on the Roof"; Proved to be an unreliable understudy.

5. Took three girls to same prom, unbeknownst to any of them; Sealed the deal with two of the three.

4. Wrote one heck of a term paper on Chinua Achebe's Things Fall Apart.

3. Flunked gym.

2. Changed team bus flat tire on baseball road trip; Billed bus company $11.27 for services rendered.

1. Elected Prom King. And Prince. And Queen. Triple Crown!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Cards in Cinema: Iron Eagle Edition

To preface things, I must fully disclose that this was going to be a post about the baseball cards visible in Pedro Cerrano's locker in the film Major League. However, while doing my research I found that Tribe Cards beat me to it by more than a month.

Fear not, readers, I do have a backup plan for today, a little piece of cards in cinema that I don't think has been explored yet. I'm straddling a tenuous line between pride and shame to admit this, but I was huddled in a blanket last night, taking in the movie Iron Eagle. Yes, Iron Eagle, from 1986. I am of the age that I can remember that one of my friend's birthday parties consisted of an in-theatre viewing of Aces: Iron Eagle III, yet I have never seen the original. Thanks to the wonders of digital video recording, I have sent in my R.S.V.P. to a party that started 24 years ago.

Not too long into the feature, I beheld a cardboard wonder. When Doug Masters, young hotshot pilot, goes to find his little brother in his bedroom, plainly visible is a nice collection of 1985 Topps cards affixed to the bedroom walls.

What's holding those up? Scotch tape? Masking tape? Poster Putty? Airplane glue? Not that the little kid cares. He's too busy chatting up some pussy that's about six years his senior.

Not bad for a fifth grader (not to mention the grade-A stroke material hanging out behing that Police bumper sticker), but let's take a closer look at that card collection. The selection is rather scattershot, but it excels in the high end. In a particularly nice grouping, we can see a Cecil Cooper, a Rickey Henderson, a George Brett, and one of those #1 Draft Pick cards of Darryl Strawberry. Up top you may notice a stray Pete Rose , probably the only other star (if you don't count the Rollie visible in the wide shot) attached to the wall via spirit gum and stamp hinges. (Although that Don August Team USA is awesome, in a regionally, Brewery sort of way.)

The product placement fees paid by Topps were probably negligible... until the producers quoted the price for the inclusion of Ernie "Don't You Dare Call Me Macho" Camacho. Word has it a three-part deal (cut, shampoo, and conditioner) was negotiated between Topps and the producers at Columbia/Tristar to make Doug look as much like the Indians' pitcher as possible.

Don't worry, Ernie... we won't hate you because you're beautiful.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Group Break Cards

...have all been mailed.

Except for yours, Tunguska. I need an address, Brocato.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Disregard, Acquire

Cleaning out my email inbox today, I came across something I should have posted long ago. Earlier, I inquired as to whether anyone was interested in altering the "Disregard ____________, Acquire _______________" Joseph Ducreux image I found on a T-shirt.

While Cardboard Junkie has since incorporated this image into his blog banner, one other person took a crack at it.

This one came from Baseball Card Recollections. Good sentiment, and a nice rendition. I guess this never evolved into a full-scale contest, but I wanted to share it anyway.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

CC: "I'm Gonna Give You to the Count of 10 to Get Your Ugly, Yella, No-Good Keister Off My Property..."

"... before I pump your guts full of lead!"

As you can see, I might have an unhealthy obsession with Home Alone, my cinematic equivalent of comfort food. Fortunately, this latest CC Sabathia card has more than one connection to the film. First of all, we've got a yella, excuse me... yellow printing plate. Second, the dialogue from Angels With Filthy Souls can get real funny real fast if you replace the character A.C.'s name with CC's.
"CC said you have some dough for me."
"Too bad CC ain't in charge no more."
See? Maybe he really was that offscreen character.

Anyways, here's the card.
2009 Upper Deck Spectrum #54 Yellow Printing Plate (1/1)

That's two Spectrum printing plates down, two to go. And for under twenty dollars, quite the deal.

"Keep the change, ya filthy animal."

Friday, April 23, 2010

Some Masterpieces Help

This afternoon I picked up a three-ring binder with the intent of storing my complete 2007 and 2008 Upper Deck Masterpieces baseball sets. If there's a set out there that would be a shame to keep in a cardboard box, it would be either of those.

As someone who pays attention to presentation above all else, I cannot feel complete unless one condition is satisfied. Seeing as I built both of these sets without buying a box, I lack the necessary hobby box cover that I often like to slip inside the plastic cover of a binder to make the set look pretty. So... if you have either of these empty boxes lying around, or if you are thinking of purchasing one of these boxes, let me know. I'll recycle that box for you and turn it into a work of art.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Group Break: Hollywood Memorabilia and Scans

The group break is over, and here are the hits. I also have the video for the Hollywood cards.

Jerseys




The Autos
My wife saw all the team piles on the dining room table and said that the cards looked kind of "girly." I think these purple rookie autos contribute to this overall tone.




Here are the four Hollywood memorabilia cards from these boxes, along with who gets each one.

Thorzul (Brewers, et al)

Play at the Plate (Rangers)

Matt F. (Mariners)

TheBrooklynMet (Mets)

I'll get these packed up this weekend and shipped out early next week. Thanks for taking part, everyone. Oh, and if you have any preference as to which history cards you receive (most people are getting three per team), let me know tonight. I know PRP wants a Thanksgiving turkey, but anything else is up for grabs. I'll do my best to satisfy the requests.

Group Break: Box 4


Hollywood memorabilia cards randomization video to follow, plus scans of the hits.

Memorabilia You Swear Once Existed... But Can't Prove

This post is dedicated to that memorabilia from the past that is too rare to surface in this modern age, yet too bizarre to be a mere figment of the imagination. Here's mine.

I can't pinpoint the exact year, so let's call it the early 1990s. Packs of cards had just recently passed the one-dollar watershed, Score was producing some of the best-looking cards on the market, and Chris Sabo was a perennial All-Star. At some point in the first third of the decade, I wandered into a dollar store clutching bills that smelled like freshly mown lawns. With no use for scented candles, substandard candy, or off-market cheese-flavored crunchy snacks, I naturally gravitated towards the toy aisle. I probably found no baseball cards, but something even better took its place.

Racks upon racks of cassette tapes with recordings of Major League Baseball stars wishing you a happy birthday.

Let me repeat that.

CASSETTE TAPES WITH RECORDINGS OF MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL STARS WISHING YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Only by the grace of God would such a thing exist. The way my memory recorded this event, there were hundreds of these tapes, packaged with a blister pack on a cardboard backing much like an action figure. What could I have possibly done in my life that just might allow me to be wished a happy birthday by Paul Molitor, or, should that option fail to present itself, B.J. Surhoff? I must have been a good little boy, indeed.

The hands began to flail in a whirling dervish of activity, seeking out the one player who might usher me through pre-teen-dom each October. I looked at the first rack: Lenny Dykstra. Pushing that aside, the search was still on. Lenny Dykstra. Behind that one, ten more cassettes. All Lenny Dykstra.

The process repeated itself over and over. After probably a quarter hour of searching, the hard truth fully sunk in. Each and every cassette promising a recording of a Major League Baseball star wishing me a happy birthday was in reality a cassette with a recording of Lenny Dykstra wishing me a happy birthday.

Every.
Single.
Last.
One.

These things happen at closeout stores. I can't remember purchasing this item, but I do recall the tape being in my house. Maybe the store started giving them away and my mom grabbed a few. In any case, I mostly remember the unopened package sitting in my basement, mocking me with its ubiquity and spitting on my right of free choice. I must have eventually torn the thing open, since I vaguely remember Lenny Dykstra half-heartedly delivering a birthday message. He almost certainly didn't sing to me on this tape, but I don't remember if there even was a "Happy Birthday" sung by someone else. I can say with certainty that the tape doesn't live today, either at my house or at my parents'. Perhaps I even put the monstrosity out of its misery, sparing future generations from its wrath.

Did anyone else ever own one of these? (Preferably not the Lenny Dykstra version.) Might you still even have one? It's an item that fits in the category of being so strange that, even in the absence of evidence, it had to have existed because even I'm not creative enough to have made it up. Help me verify that this existed.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Is This a Card We Should Be Excited About?

I hate to jump the gun here, but I feel the need to open a dialogue about a card pulled in the Piece of History group break.


I don't exactly recall which box this came from, but I'm sure I haven't posted the video for it yet. I'm going to feel a little ashamed that I failed to show the proper amount of enthusiasm when pulling this card, but I didn't fully realize what we had (or what Matt F., who had the Mariners, had) when I pulled it.

After looking everywhere, I was only able to find one other copy of this card for sale. It may be a little bit overblown, but that one specimen is listed as a Buy It Now for $159.00. The item listing includes some information from Upper Deck, but not much other than its SP status. Did Matt F. get something great in this break? Is that eBay price way out of line? Anyone know how many of these were printed, or what the insertion rate was? Any speculation will be appreciated.

Case Hit! Box 1 Part 2


That card belongs to the only guy who hasn't paid yet. You now have my permission to refer to PunkRockPaint as PunkRockBitch. He's lucky I'm a nice guy.

2009 A Piece of History Group Break - Part 1

I'm in the process of uploading my videos of the group break. Rather than make everyone wait, I've decided to post a few at a time. I cut the first box into two parts, and I might have to do the same with one of the others. Rest assured, they will all be posted in good time.

Totally Awesome $40 Card Lot: Part 8 - Partial Fun Sets

I've finally decided that this will be a 10-part series. That means we're in the home stretch, afwully close to the thrilling conclusion.

This entry is a set-builder's dream.

1989 Bowman Lot

2000 Fleer Tradition Lot

The Skinny:
I haven't yet sorted either of these lots, but I don't think either of them comprise a full set. I'm waiting for a rainy day to do so. Seeing as I didn't buy much of that large-format Bowman back in the day, this set is some refreshing junk wax.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Hells Yesses!


The boxes arrived this afternoon safe and sound. Packs will be opened tonight with video posts hopefully coming tomorrow.

Also, the UPS guy is a punk-bitch. Despite a note politely asking him to leave the shipment at the back door, these were left out on the front porch. Luckily, the porch has some nooks and crannies that hide items from general view. But still...

"Sucking Dicks For Cheeseburgers"

I'll bet THAT got your attention this Monday morning.

An explanation is necessary, I suppose.

Basically, this phrase has been running through my head for the last few weeks. A couple of events (among them the use of the word "pyewp" by dayf in one of his recent posts, reminding me of my responsibility for the contribution of least one neologism to the English language each year) have transpired to cause me to introduce this term to the masses.

Sucking dicks for cheeseburgers.

Odds are, some of you might be aware of the impetus for this phrase. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, or if you just need a refresher, check out this clip. (On the TV Guide ratings scale, this clip would receive an A for Adult Situations and an L for Strong Language, in case you're at work.)

If you do happen to be at work or in a place with high moral standards, or you're just lazy, the clip was from the film Menace II Society. Now, as I see it, my phrase has several flaws to it, but, in the grand scope of things, what doesn't?
First of all, the quid pro quo is not in any way an exchange of a certain amount of dick sucking for a bag of cheeseburgers. Rather, the cheeseburgers are used as a bartering tool to receive some funding for drugs, or even for the very drugs themselves. The promise of dick sucking (the quality of which, mind you, is never made clear) is only used as a last resort measure with which the illegal substances could have possibly been obtained. Let it be clear that there was never any deal on the table that would have resulted in a goods (cheeseburgers -- DOUBLE cheeseburgers, at that) for services (an undetermined caliber of dick sucking for an indeterminate length of time).

Secondly, when the man with the sack of cheeseburgers sweetens the deal, so to speak, it is implied that the offer applies only to O-Dog, not to the other man in the scene. Just having a dick and being within earshot does not guarantee one, legally speaking, the opportunity to get one's dick sucked. The woman in the scene (and I hope not not making too great of an assumption here) has no dick, so the offer is null and void to her as well. Long story short, "sucking dick for cheeseburgers" might be more appropriate in this instance.

None of this changes the fact, however, that "sucking dicks for cheeseburgers" rolls off the tongue exponentially better than "an offer of cheeseburgers for crack cocaine, which, when rebuked, and with astonishing rapidity, becomes an offer of oral sex for said crack cocaine." Wouldn't you agree?

OK, if I haven't lost you by now, you're probably wondering what all of this has to do with baseball cards. Well, I have given it some thought, and I've decided that the phrase "sucking dicks for cheeseburgers" does have its place within the collecting community.

Have you ever come across a collector who, as far as you an tell, is desperately trying to get rid of a very nice card, but doesn't seem to be pleased by any offers, counter-offers, counter-counter-offers, or even the moon? The answer, if you're like me, is yes. It's not the other guy's fault, you just don't have anything he's interested in or that's nearly nice enough. In fact, I recently had my eye on a card another blogger pulled that would have fit nicely in one of my collections. Unfortunately, knowing I had nothing he needed, I didn't even do him the disrespect of making him an offer. At that point, I would have been... say it with me...

Sucking dicks for cheeseburgers.

Formal definition: The process of initiating a trade offer that has little to no chance of being accepted, on the basis of a huge discrepancy in actual or implied value or worth. Also the process of pursuing such a trade long after it becomes clear that you do not have anything the other party is interested in.

Before you regale me with your own stories of sucking dicks for cheeseburgers, let's see what Jon Matlack has to say.

"Are those cheeseburgers I smell? Oooooooooooh!"


Say what you will, but based on this post's title alone, traffic to this site will spike today. People will have let their curiosity get the better of them.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Totally Awesome $40 Card Lot: Part 7 - Earlier Vintage

In a previous post, we saw some cards from the late-1970s and 1980 that snuck into the $40 lot. Now we're talking 1975 and earlier. Let's take a trip back in time...

1975 Topps #130 Phil Niekro, #306 1974 Batting Leaders Carew/Garr, #220 Don Sutton

1974 Topps #575 Steve Garvey

1973 Topps #257 Yogi Berra (and coaches)

1970 Topps #17 Hoyt Wilhelm, #286 Dodgers Rookie Stars Jack Jenkins/Bill Buckner

1959 Topps #206 Carl Furillo

1954 Bowman #74 James Gilliam

Hardly a collection of scrubs, eh? I count five Hall of Famers in the bunch (Niekro, Carew, Sutton, Wilhelm, and Berra), and those two old Dodgers who weren't HOFers also had very nice careers. Furillo was an All-Star in 1952 and 1953, and Gilliam was the 1953 NL Rookie of the Year and made the All-Star team in '56 and '59. The teammates also share six World Series rings between them.

Yes, there is still more to come.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Yount-y Goodness

Remember that "Simpsons" episode that was meant to parody Citizen Kane, only with C. Montgomery Burns in the place of Charles Foster Kane? In this episode, Bart went to the Kwik-E-Mart and found Burns' beloved bear Bobo (Rosebud) encased within a bag of ice. When he asks Apu about it, Apu plays it off as a marketing strength, not a lapse in quality control. With some quick thinking, he assures Bart, "Ooh, a head bag. Those are chock full of... heady goodness."

Well, this card is chock full of Younty goodness.
2010 Topps Hat Logo Patch (MB Ball and Glove) #MHR-95 (97/99)

Some cards just make me happy. This is one of them.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Totally Awesome $40 Card Lot: Part 6 - Mathews & Aaron

I'll be honest. I pocketed a small pile of Braves long before sending the rest off to a fellow collector. But hey, they were Milwaukee Braves, or, at least they used to be Milwaukee Braves but then turned into Atlanta Braves and even after that rode into the sunset as a Milwaukee Brewer. These were no mere mortal Braves, these were Eddie Mathews and Hank Aaron. Let's see what we've got here, yes?

2001 Fleer Greats of the Game #36 Eddie Mathews

This is a clean, simple design, and I'm sure I have the Robin Yount from this set. I wonder what's in a box, and if there are any available.

Next, we've got one of those TCMA cards they try to give away with picture frames at Target, 1979 TCMA #157 Eddie Mathews.

Churches and barns are things we need to start putting into the furthest reaches of the outfield again. Am I wrong on this?

Hank Aaron also gets in on the TCMA goodness with one posed shot and one action shot.
1978 TCMA #0290(?) Hank Aaron

1981 TCMA #356 Hank Aaron

Nestle was a major player in the card racket in the 1980s. I already have the Mathews from this set, but now the duo is reunited.
1987 Topps Nestle #29 Hank Aaron

And easily my favorite card of the bunch, maybe even the whole lot.
1982 Topps Cracker Jack #9 Hank Aaron

What a bizarre card design. You've got the team name mimicking 1978 Topps, the player name is straight outta 1979 Topps, and the border consists of images of popped corn covered in caramelized sugar. I purposely cropped this card outside of the edges to show detail that appears to be dashed cutting lines. I can't say I know a lot about this card, but was it clipped form the side of a Cracker Jack box? If so, I think the original owner did a pretty nice job.

(Pre-publishing update! It appears as if these cards came in 9-card uncut sheets. There's an auction for some of the sheets here. Cool item.)

Well, that's my nice little collection of Milwaukee (and sometimes Atlanta) Braves stars, featuring the one true holder of the title "All-Time Home Run King." And if you disagree with me on that, it's "Both cheeks, both lips! Right here! Mwah, Mwah, Mwah!!"

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Totally Awesome $40 Card Lot: Part 5 - Minor League Stars of the Future, Now Present

The next stop in this lot was a nice little stack of 1999 Upper Deck SP Prospects cards. They're gold, refractor-y, and there were a bunch of big names in the pile, including Roy Halladay and Lance Berkman.

The previous owner of this lot (I'm picturing a large gentleman with chili stains on his shirt and body odor that's a mixture of cranberry sauce and anus) saw fit to encase a small number of the cards in penny sleeves. Comprising the chosen few: Gabe Kapler (Jacksonville Suns), J.D. Drew (Arkansas Travelers), Pat Burrell (Clearwater Phillies), and Ricky Williams... yes... the football Ricky Williams, who played for the single-A Batavia Muckdogs. Even UD disses Williams on the back of the card, beginning a bio paragraph with the phrase, "When not toiling in the Phillies' system..." I had a friend in college who went took a trip to Israel with another Jewish group from the University of Texas and met a guy who claimed to be Ricky Williams' drug dealer. At the time, Ricky was the hottest shit in the NCAA, and I desperately wanted not to believe it. Flash forward a few years when the dude took an NFL hiatus to grow a beard, attempt to cure cancer with a very strong mixture of melon rinds and Paxil, and ponder the meaning of the album art on Aoxomoxoa. Yeah, that guy really was his drug dealer.

The one extra "hit" in the stack was a Chirography autograph card of Chris Enochs of the Huntsville Stars. Although Huntsville is now the Brewers AA farm team, this card will not go into a Brewers binder since this was the actually the last year the Stars were affiliated with the Oakland A's.

Enochs never got to the majors even after three seasons (2002, 2004, 2005) in AAA, a sizable disappointment for a guy drafted 11th overall.

These are pretty decent looking cards overall, something I had not seen before. My only complaint is that you are often left high and dry when it comes to major league affiliation. Sometimes the copy mentions what team the minor league team is connected with, but sometimes not. I don't think anyone has all of the minor league affiliations memorized, much less those from over a decade ago.

More to come.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Calling All Angels, A's, Pirates, Diamondbacks, Rockies, and Giants Fans!

Those teams are still available for the next group break. Check the details here. First come, first serve.

Also, just a reminder that payments are due Wednesday afternoon. A couple of you claimed a team but haven't paid yet. Let's change that.

Holy Shit, Was That an Awful Card Show!

If you're like me, you live in a city with multiple ALDI supermarkets. You know... low overhead, ghetto locations, quarter-operated shopping carts, grocery bags you have to pay extra for...

Sunday's card show was to collecting what ALDI is to eating. At any point in the proceedings, I would have been happier if I had been able to buy a jar of Casa Mamita salsa. In other words, this was a junk-ass card show, easily the shittiest I have ever attended.

For those of you following this blog for the last seven centuries, you may recognize this as the more downmarket of the two regularly occurring Milwaukee shows. If the regular Gonzaga show is the Sean Connery of Milwaukee-area card shows (ok, maybe just the Roger Moore), the Serb Hall show is the Timothy Dalton. This weekend, however, it was the George Lazenby. If you're still following me at this point, Respeck. Booyakasha!

I paid a dollar to enter, and I got there just in time for the transition period between the auction and the door prize ($5 show cash) drawing. The show was so sparsely attended that they bucked tradition and just had everybody sign their name to the back of their ticket. I'd estimate that fifteen people entered. Four names were drawn, and mine was not among them.

The tables in the hall were so sparse that you could have started an impromptu pick-up indoor soccer game, and you would not have risked knocking down a pile of commons. Junkhouse.

All told, I spent six dollars. I'm reasonably happy with these pickups, but I was really looking for more than this. Check it.

One dealer had piles upon piles of cards in top-loaders priced a buck apiece, with a 6-for-$5 discount.

2009 Upper Deck Ballpark Collection #60 Prince Fielder (576/699)

2006 Bowman Chrome #FG3 Ryan Braun (I can't believe I didn't have this card already. A nice acquisition.)

Another Braun, 2009 Topps Ticket to Stardom Big Ticket #BT-3 (This card looked very unfamiliar to me. Only when I got home to inspect it did I realize why this was: It was from my personal pick as the worst set of 2009.)

2009 Upper Deck 20th Anniversary #1299 Robin Yount (Apparently, there are five of these. Bad uniform, but a worthwhile card.)

1982 Topps #201 George Brett In Action (One step closer to the set. Wanna help me out with a trade?)

1975 Topps #196 1958 Most Valuable Players Jackie Jensen and Ernie Banks (Pretty nice condition for this card. To be honest, it was between this and a 1966 Topps Green Hornet sticker for my sixth card. Did I make the wrong choice?)

Before leaving, I stopped by a table sporting a Bobble Bratwurst for sale, one of the things I came looking for. At $8, with no box, and with a small chip out of the head, I had to pass. However, I thumbed through a pile of books and magazines and found... this:

1992 Beckett Baseball Card Monthly #90 September 1992

Excellent purchase for a buck that let me go home happy. Shipping costs on magazines are usually way out of line with actual value, so it was nice to find one in person.

This time I have sworn it will be the last. Only the Gonzaga show from now on, no exceptions.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Lots of Teams Left in the Group Break

Check it out here.

If you want in, do not state your team preference on this post, do it on the original one.

Totally Awesome $40 Card Lot: Part 4 -- A Coupla Traded Sets

No, we're not even close to being done yet. To go along with the Braves, the Dodgers, the hanging chad All-Star ballot, and that mess of Jeters, there are these:

Niiiiiiiice, a 1991 Score Rookie & Traded set and a 1991 Fleer Update set. Mind you, these are just part of the aperitif before the main course.

And to answer the question millions of your are asking right now, yes, I will be opening these. I wonder what will be found.