“Let me see if I got this right. You buy low grade
beat up cards and feature them on your blog.
That’s awesome. Totally different than all the
other blogs I have seen featuring the nicest cards.”
Let the contest begin...
Here are the five cards I will be giving away over the next five weeks:
1. 1958 All Star Warren Spahn
2. 1969 Roberto Clemente
3. 1973 Willie Mays
4. 1974 Hank Aaron
5. 1975 Reggie Jackson
All you need to do is comment to win. On Monday, May 5th, I will award the Warren Spahn card to my favorite comment during the next week.
In order to win, your user ID you comment with must have an email address associated with it. After notifying the winner via email, the winner has until midnight on the next Sunday (Pacific time) to claim their prize. So the first winner must reply by May 11 to win.
Sorry but you cannot win if you comment anonymously. You can comment on any posting during the life of the blog.
I will also mention the winner via a posting on this blog but winners must contact me via email and not with more comments to claim the prize.
I hope this all makes sense. Any questions feel free to email me at anthtara (at) gmail.com.
By the way, these are all Poor Old Baseball Cards. All original. No reprints. These are real cards made during the player's playing days. And the all have creases, writing, folds and any number of issues that make them poor.
Good luck everyone.
Today, I spent about an hour at my local card shop looking for cards to include in an appreciation contest which begins on May 5th. Beginning that day, I will award a POBC to the best comment left on this blog during the previous week. In all I will award at least five cards during the month of May. At least one card each week.
So far I have found a few cards: Hank Aaron, Roberto Clemente, Warren Spahn, Reggie Jackson, Frank and Brooks Robinson, Duke Snider, Ernie Banks, Eddie Mathews. All major players during their playing days. Cards from the 1950's, 60's and 70's. No fakes. No reprints. No Heritage (I think that's what they call them nowadays). All are real cards. All are well loved.
No grading, No mint cards. Not even cards in very good shape. These are poor old baseball cards.
This is the first time I am doing this sort of contest and can use your help on how to conduct it. I really want the entries to be entered as comments. But how would I go about notifying the winners?
Should the entries be limited to that week's posts or to any new comment made that week on the entire blog?
How do I notify someone who does not have an email link on their profile? Does it mean no one can win if they comment annonymously?
Any help out there from my fellow bloggers would be appreciated. Should I include comments to the facebook page?
Thanks everyone for being a part of POBC!
One of my favorite things about old baseball cards is seeing the differences in uniforms over the years. Before baseball gloves grew to today's enormous size, fielders would simply throw them in foul territory, or better yet, put them in their back pocket.
How cool is that?
Can you imagine what it was like for this card's first owner?
Mickey Mantle was the two-time defending American League MVP in 1958. He was the best baseball player on the planet, playing for the sport's most famous team.
He was like Miguel Cabrera and Buster Posey all rolled into one. He was at the top of his game.
When this card was first separated from its packaging the look on the new owner's face must have been priceless. First or last, this Mickey Mantle card has put more than a few smiles on it's owner's faces. Including my own.
As a matter of fact, in 1980, my dad bought me a bagfull of Topps baseball cards. I opened each individual pack memorizing each player and the team he played for. I separated them by team with the obligatory rubberband holding them together.
While I am still a huge baseball fan, I'm not so adept to who plays on what team. It usually takes me a few weeks after the season starts to get it all straight. And when it comes to the rookies, I'm lucky to figure them out by the All-Star break.
But I know my older players, even the ones that played over 100 years ago. At least I thought I did.
Along came Whitey Alperman. I had no idea. So I went to my trusted (and mostly accurate) friend Wikipedia.
It seems Alperman was a second baseman for the Brooklyn Superbas from 1906-09. In 1907, he even tied for the NL lead with 16 triples.
Regardless of whether I've heard of him, he was a major leaguer, one of the best of the best.
Thank God for places like Wikipedia for keeping the stats and names of these old players alive.
At 11 years of age, Tommy had grown up watching the likes of Joe DiMaggio, now in his final season. He had a liking for the young Oklahoman named Mickey who showed such promise as a rookie.
But his favorite was shortstop Phil Rizzuto. Like Rizzuto, Tommy was diminutive in size. He was often the smallest player on the lot.
Tommy followed Rizzuto and the rest of the Yankees on WINS-AM. Mel Allen, Bill Crowley, Dizzy Dean and Art Gleeson were his eyes and ears on the diamond. Occasionally he would catch a glimpse on the tube at Donovan's Appliance and Television shop.
It was even more rare for Tommy to join his father for an afternoon game at the Yankee's Stadium. In 1951, the Yankees were again pennant winners and would face the hated Giants for the World Championship.
Game 1 would go to the Giants 5-1, Game 2 to the Yankees 3-1. Game 3 was scheduled for October 6 at the Polo Grounds. Tommy had never been to a game in the ballpark across the Harlem River.
But that morning Tommy's father had a surprise: two tickets to the World Series.
Tommy was thrilled but he had never been to a baseball game in enemy territory. Nothing would deter him. He put on his wool jacket and his tattered cap and made the trek with his father to157th Street and 8th Avenue.
It was a cavernous park with a horseshoe shape.
The Yankee's were down 1-0 after 4 1/2 innings when Eddie Stanky walked with one out in the fifth. Yankees catcher Yogi Berra was looking for Stanky to steal and called for a pitchout. Berra responded with a perfect throw to shortstop Phil Rizzuto. Stanky was a dead duck but managed to kick the ball from Rizzuto's glove and made his way to third base after the ball got away.
It was a dirty play in Tommy's book. Stanky's slide was high. It was uncalled for.
By the time the inning had ended, the Giants had scored five runs and were on their way to a 6-2 win and a 2-1 series lead.
It was Tommy's first World Series game, and Eddie Stanky left a sour taste in his mouth. For Tommy, he was public enemy No. 1.
The Yankees would go on to win the series but Tommy would never forget that day.
Six months later, Tommy purchased his first pack of Topps baseball cards from the corner market. His first pull: The hated Eddie Stanky, who would become the new manager in St. Louis.
Note: Tommy Tremble is a fictional character but the facts surrounding the 1951 World Series are true. Whenever I come across a poor old baseball card like this 1952 Topps Eddie Stanky my mind wanders. I wonder who could do such a thing to a classic baseball card? Baseball evokes such emotion.
Maybe Tommy Tremble did exist after all.