talk about your rare sports garbage
JimBeam
Seattle. 2,012 Posts
When I was six years old, I wrote a letter to Joe Montana in the off season, telling him I hoped that the 49ers would win the next Super Bowl. (They did, but I think that had more to do with them winning everything back then rather than me being some sort of prodigy.) I got a response in this form:
except mine was the 8x12 glossy b&w. When I was six, that shit was like 
I think I might still have it lying around somewhere, although it is probably not really in the best of shape these days-- one of my sisters, when she was about four, used a thumb tack to poke holes in his nostrils "so he could breathe."What has-been athelete junk do you have?
except mine was the 8x12 glossy b&w. When I was six, that shit was like I think I might still have it lying around somewhere, although it is probably not really in the best of shape these days-- one of my sisters, when she was about four, used a thumb tack to poke holes in his nostrils "so he could breathe."What has-been athelete junk do you have?
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also got autographs fro nolan ryan and michael jordan. too bad they look like auto-pen jobs.
wish i was into records instead of sports cards back then.
the nolan ryan jawn is the realness.
One word: gameworn
err, I guess bball players probably don't wear a j-strap. game worn sock/drawers combo package?
naw my sister worked at nordstroms and i was a big baseball fan, plus the glossys were free. cant beat that.
w/ selling this type of shit, how can you possibly authenticate it? i used to write letters to my favorite baseball and basketball players and get back some bent up cards w/ chicken scratch on them. oh well.
The right to be on the receiving end of an angry keyboard screed along the lines of "You don't throw words like 'jockstrap' around, [email]f@99ot!"[/email]
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i think anyone laughing right now spends way too much time in the nba threads. (yes, i'm laughing)
Maybe I'll bring it to work and hang it in my office and tell people he's my cousin or something.
at this point i'm not too concerned with getting any real value for it. id' be happy to give them away to a charity for kids in a hospital or something, anything really. i think my mom is pretty close to tossing them out.
i will say that i dont feel so bad about my old comic books though.
autographed photos of former New Orleans Saints Archie Manning, Rich Mauti, and Kenny Bordelon
football cards autographed by former LSU and NFL receivers Eric Martin and Carlos Carson
a baseball autographed by baseball players Devon White, Harold Reynolds, Phil Bradley, Ivan Calderon, Alvin Davis, etc.
a bunch of old LSU football and basketball programs
programs from every Sugar Bowl from '80-'84
lots of old Saints ticket stubs, also a bunch of unused tickets from a strike year
a ticket stub from the Lakers-Celtics game I went to at the Forum in '85
a collage that I made in high school comprised of photos of Michael Jordan strictly from his college years
a high school baseball program and yearbook with Jeff Kent in it (Scott Weiland is also in that same yearbook)
Shawn Kemp, Mahmoud Abdul Rauf, Chris Webber, Aaron Brooks, and Ladanian Tomlinson jerseys
I'll stop there, but I could go on for days...
- thousands of basketball cards (michael jordan fleer '87-'88, some star company stuff)
- sixers greats poster with autographs from dr. j, billy cunningham, barkley, cheeks (missing hal greer and wilt)
- dozens of nba autographs from random people i ran into as a kid when my dad ran a basketball camp (very shortlived)
also, anthony wright is a friend of the family and he got me a football signed by jamal and ray lewis. also i have a football signed by anthony wright.
i used to have a baseball signed by eddie murray and cal ripken. i believe it went the route of the babe ruth ball in sandlot, except i have yet to recover it.
I got to on the field for Seahawks training camp in 87 I think. Got pretty much everybody's autograph and caught a football off the Juggs machine! lol. There are tons of baseball cards and autographs at my mom's house somewhere as well. Mariners games used to be dope when they were terrible and nobody cared. Me and my little hommies used to hit the Crown Plaza to pester the visiting teams and Gate B at the Kingdome for the Mariners. Bleacher seats were 3.50!
I also have a bunch of football and baseball cards, but I haven't looked at them in years and can't think of anything that stands out in that collection besides 20 Barry Sanders rookies.
We used to play blackjack using baseball cards as money when I was 11 or 12. We'd get into brawls over whether or not a Jody Reed rookie was worth as much as a Rob Deer. Forget about when it was Gregg Jefferies against BamBam Muelens or Kevin Maas, it was like we were gambling with our life savings at that time.
I used to have a subscription to Sports Illustrated when I was young, and saved a lot of them for a few years. I had Mike Tyson's first cover and held on to that for a long time before giving it to a friend for his birthday. I wound up giving most of them away, and regret it now because I wanted to go back last year and dig out a bunch of old sneaker ads.
which team?
Aftewards, I saw Puckett around town two or three times in as many years, as he was living in Brooklyn Park/Brooklyn Center, just north of my neighborhood, for a while. I talked to him a couple times, and he fronted that he remembered me. Dude was dude. RIP.
One time when I was about 13 years old I went to an Angels game with a couple of friends and for whatever reason after moving down into the field level section along the first base line I started heckling the hell out of first base coach Bobby Knopp. I had nothing against the guy and looking back I don't know why in the world I was bothering him, but damned if I didn't make him want to ring my little neck.
Later that same game, someone hit a slow rolling foul ball along the fence where we were sitting and as my 2 friends and I were reaching to try to grab the ball, 2 of us flipped over the fence and fell onto the field. We quickly jumped back up into the stands and despite some friendly folks who attempted to hide us, it didn't take but a few minutes for some ushers to kick us out of the section.
Oh yeah, I am definitely jealous of your Rod Carew bats.