"My brother Mark is the only one of the three of us that has a Big League card. Topps. It's '93 -- a "Future Prospect" with the Marlins.

I always got a kick out of an old Warren Cromartie Fleer card from '82 pulling a big chaw out of a bag of Levi Garrett. So politically incorrect . . . would never go over today.

The bearded guy in the background on the Visalia card ragged me mercilessly the previous year, when I was playing for Lancaster/Mariners. Then, when I got picked up by the A's and sent to Visalia, he turned out to be a great guy. Turns out he was a junior college professor, and I used to talk to him whenever I was in the on-deck circle."
Thanks! He also had kind words about another blog he saw linked to mine, Garvey Cey Russell Lopes, which yesterday was renamed Garvey Cey Russell Sax for April Fool's Day.
"The "Garvey/Cey/Russell/Sax" blog also caught my eye. My fondest memories growing up are of Garvey, Lopes, Russell, Cey, and Yeager -- before Scioscia and Sax came along. Later, I scraped my knuckles on the ceiling jumping up and down when Gibby hit his dinger off of Eck."
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