After seeing that 52 Mantle everything else seems anticlimactic
But I'll try to forge ahead.
Anyway, here's a card of a terrific Ballplayer, Hall of Famer, and a great guy ... Then why did I developed a hatred of him? In the national league he was considered the best at his position, had a good bat and a great arm. He was a key player in a very successful organization.
This player's AL counterpart was considered the best at his position in his league. in fact, in 1976 he was tearing it up. He had a great bat and a good arm. He was the heart and soul of his team. Eventually these 2 men faced off against each other in the Fall classic.
Yep, I'm talking Johnny Bench vs. Thurman Munson. As a Little League catcher, I emulated Thurman, my only problem, my folks wouldn't let me grow a mustache although they let me grow my sideburns.
That year Thurman Munson carried the Yanks into the WS. He was on fire. Bench didn't hit as good as Munson thoughout the year, but really stepped it up in the post season. Munson batted like .500 while Johnny beat him by hitting like .525 ... So Thurman was always just in the Shadow of Bench ... Always considered 2nd best, by sportscasters, newspapers and most National League fans. I loved Munson and the Yankees' defeat by the Big Red Machine in the 1976 WS helped to fuel my resentment of Johnny Bench. Of course we all know that Thurman died, while Bench continued his respectable Hall of Fame career. But my resentment grew when Thurman didn't make it into the Hall. If Thurman Munson lived longer, his stats would have easily made him Hall worthy. His Batting Average, Slugging Percentage, and Defensive skills were up to par or surpassed Bench. ... I now understand, but was a little bitter in my youth. Over the years my resentment decreased as my baseball wisdom increased. My respect for Bench never needed to be diminished by my love of Thurman. Besides, Johnny's sig is pretty darned sweet and his auto is much easier to find ... And a little more affordable.
I needed to have one, and I think Munson would forgive me for the acquisition.
But I'll try to forge ahead.
Anyway, here's a card of a terrific Ballplayer, Hall of Famer, and a great guy ... Then why did I developed a hatred of him? In the national league he was considered the best at his position, had a good bat and a great arm. He was a key player in a very successful organization.
This player's AL counterpart was considered the best at his position in his league. in fact, in 1976 he was tearing it up. He had a great bat and a good arm. He was the heart and soul of his team. Eventually these 2 men faced off against each other in the Fall classic.
Yep, I'm talking Johnny Bench vs. Thurman Munson. As a Little League catcher, I emulated Thurman, my only problem, my folks wouldn't let me grow a mustache although they let me grow my sideburns.
That year Thurman Munson carried the Yanks into the WS. He was on fire. Bench didn't hit as good as Munson thoughout the year, but really stepped it up in the post season. Munson batted like .500 while Johnny beat him by hitting like .525 ... So Thurman was always just in the Shadow of Bench ... Always considered 2nd best, by sportscasters, newspapers and most National League fans. I loved Munson and the Yankees' defeat by the Big Red Machine in the 1976 WS helped to fuel my resentment of Johnny Bench. Of course we all know that Thurman died, while Bench continued his respectable Hall of Fame career. But my resentment grew when Thurman didn't make it into the Hall. If Thurman Munson lived longer, his stats would have easily made him Hall worthy. His Batting Average, Slugging Percentage, and Defensive skills were up to par or surpassed Bench. ... I now understand, but was a little bitter in my youth. Over the years my resentment decreased as my baseball wisdom increased. My respect for Bench never needed to be diminished by my love of Thurman. Besides, Johnny's sig is pretty darned sweet and his auto is much easier to find ... And a little more affordable.
I needed to have one, and I think Munson would forgive me for the acquisition.
I guess if I saved used tinfoil and used tea bags instead of old comic books and old baseball cards, the difference between a crazed hoarder and a savvy collector is in that inherent value.