Sunday, May 21, 2017

A Little Piece of Brooklyn Comes to my House

Aloha, everybody, 

The beauty of our hobby is there are always new folks to meet and new trades to make. That happened for me recently when I came across a card I just hadda have over at Paul's TTM Autograph Blog

Paul's blog was new to me, but I spotted something there from a Dodger that's very well known to any Dodgers fan. I contacted Paul, and after a couple of breif emails, the deal was done. 

Being the cool cat that Paul is, he also included a whole lotta other Dodger goodies in the trade. Check em out...

Young Trayce is tearing it up in the farms, and with the injury rate up in LA these days, Dodger fans are expecting to see him up with the big club very soon. 

I believe you all know this guy...

Here come some Dodgers from the past. Bonus: All new cards for my collection...

Milton Bradley's baseball story was brief and doomed. He had the talent, but he was a little bit, shall we say...emotionally unstable. He got a lot of fresh starts with teams that were willing to take a chance on the speedy and powerful kid, but he quickly wore out his welcome everywhere he was dumped off to, often with very public shows of anger issues. 

That said, I liked Bradley, and still occasionally wear his jersey to ball games. 

Paul dropped some Brooklyn goodness in the bunch (these aren't the big Brooklyn punch yet)...

I've now got enough of these Jackie Robinson Story cards to begin a chase to complete it...

This little extra was a great blast from the past. It's a CD baseball card. Unfortunately, I couldn't get it to run, but it's still cool to have. 

Paul also included a buncha 1978 Dodgers, helping me to chip away at the team set...

And finally, this badass slice of cardboard, the one that started the trade. The one I hadda have...

Hall of Famer? Check.
Boys of Summer? Check.
Game used? Check. 

Awesome trade with a new blogosphere friend? Checkerooni.
THANKS for the great cards, Paul. I'm looking forward to our next trade. 


Saturday, May 20, 2017

Sometimes Perfect Isn't Perfect, Making it More Perfect

Aloha, everybody, 

Summer is creepin' up on us here in LA, as the temperature rises and boils away the memories of our wettest rainy season in years. 

For many of us in the blogosphere, our hobby is all about memory and perfection. The cardboard we chase is akin to our attempts at holding on to scraps of our past, and we are always trying to fill in the blanks, chasing perfection in our personal collections. 

Perhaps that's why I love baseball so much. Baseball is wrapped in memory and the pursuit of perfection. Thus, my pursuit of the Perfect Games Project. It's my attempt to collect the cards (in the respective year) of every battery of pitcher and catcher for the 23 perfect games in baseball's history.

Tim, one of my readers, sent me a batch of cards that brought my  pursuit closer to perfection. As if that wasn't enough, he included something that I didn't even know existed. 

Leading off is El Presidente, in photos produced with two different exposures, making it look as though he wore two different colored unis...

Nevertheless, both are great shots of his pitch coming right at ya. Here's a third shot of Martinez in '91, his year of perfection. This time at Wrigley...

This tribute card reminds me that Martinez threw his perfect game against my Dodgers...

Catcher Ron Hassey was Martinez's battery mate, but I don't have a card for him yet. 

However, that was Hassey's SECOND complete game. He caught his first as a Cleveland Indian, ten years earlier. Tim took care of that battery - along with that something extra I mentioned earlier. 

Memory is a strange thing, often bringing us comfort and nostalgia. Partly because we don't always remember the events as they actually occurred. Memory is tricky like that. Different people will remember the same event differently. 

This 1982 Fleer card erroneously credits Bo Diaz as Barker's catcher that day. I wonder how many people think it was Diaz who caught that game because of this card?

I wonder if Diaz sometimes remembers himself as the perfect game catcher? 

Memory is a strange thing, but I'll always remember it was reader Tim who brought me a few steps closer to perfection with these cards. THANKS, Tim!