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As you’ve probably noticed via the ad just to the left of this text, our friends at Grey Flannel Auctions are running their annual Basketball Hall of Fame induction auction. I always look forward to this sale because, as I’ve been pointing out lately, basketball is by far the worst-documented of the major . . . → Read More: Auction Action
Got a package in the mail yesterday from A’s equipment manager Steve Vucinich. Inside was the nameplate you see above, which clocks in at 16 letters — that’s two letters longer than Salty (and, as you can see, a few inches longer than Tucker).
The player in question was Eric Stuckenschneider, a Dodgers . . . → Read More: Sweet 16
When it comes to invasive species, things like kudzu and the Asian carp have nothing on the baseball cap, which has expanded far, far beyond its natural habitat. I could riff on all the ways in which the baseball cap has been culturally ubiquitous around the globe, but I already did that in . . . → Read More: In Which the Casual Friday-ization of the Entire Freakin’ World Reaches Its Logical Conclusion