The Argument I’m Not Making (Except Maybe I Am)
I would not have voted for Mike Garcia to be inducted into the Hall of Fame, but I absolutely would want him to at least be in the conversation when ballots are printed. Time for an argument.
I would not have voted for Mike Garcia to be inducted into the Hall of Fame, but I absolutely would want him to at least be in the conversation when ballots are printed. Time for an argument.
Richie Ashburn was a man of extremes: Excelling in the polar opposites of base hits and putouts.
What if there was a player in the 1952 Topps checklist just as scary to face as Carl Hubbell or Bob Gibson?
My quest to build a ’52 Topps set meets the first (and best) name on this landmark set’s Mt. Rushmore of baseball cards. It’s a card so good I have owned it twice.
A monster card added to the 1952 set building project, one that is twice as scarce as Mantle or Jackie.
That’s how often managers would be happy to see Howie Pollet taking the mound for their team. Time to have some fun with numbers.
A player is told he is too old to play, and then gets replaced by someone the same age. The newcomer proceeds to make the swap look like a genius move.
Be careful attending sporting events in Detroit. The action on the field sometimes spills into the stands.
One of the legends of the Hall of Very Good turned out to have a good eye for baseball talent. He may have single handedly started the rookie card craze of the ’80s.