July 27, 2011

Julio Franco: Giant-Headed Immortal Dynamo


Julio Franco, 1991 Score All Star

Julio Franco played Major League Baseball for 38 years, thanks in large part to a steady diet of wheatgrass and HGH (Honey Gnut Herios, the generic brand). He accomplished much during this time—Wikipedia says he was the last MLB player eligible to wear a batting helmet with no ear flaps, so there’s that—but his dream was always to be depicted as a caricature with a gigantic head on a baseball card as a result of making the All-Star team, a feat he accomplished early in his career, at a ripe 42 years of age. After that, everything was gravy, which is a figure of speech, as Franco would never eat gravy. (He maintains he tried gravy once, in college, and didn’t like it, and spit it out.)

But I know what you’re wondering, ye who has never heard of Julio Franco and has come to this blog with the intention of acquiring all of the necessary information about him: Did Julio Franco rise to the occasion?



A clutch hitter who rises to the occasion,

I would have written, “A riser to the occasion who is clutch,” but I guess it doesn’t really matter. Also, that’s what she said.

he was voted MVP of the ’90 All-Star Game when his two-run double drove in the only runs of the game. Later, Julio’s third career grand slam in the ninth inning insured Nolan Ryan’s 300th career victory.

I was not aware that Nolan Ryan’s 300th career victory came in the 1990 All-Star Game, thanks to a late grand slam in the ninth inning of a game that ended 2-0. Assumptions like these can be made when you use the word “later” as a blanket to cover an unspecified time span. Nevertheless, we have learned that Julio Franco rises to the occasion with clutchness, and the examples of such occasions are a) the seventh inning of a scoreless All-Star Game that does not mean anything, and b) the ninth inning of a game in which Nolan Ryan is attempting to win his 300th career game and would like some insurance runs. Containing in his back pocket the confidence of having risen to the occasion on said occasions, Julio Franco will have no problem doing likewise when it’s the bottom of the ninth inning of Game 7 of the World Series at Wrigley Field, Cubs versus North Korea, the stakes are death, and he is playing for the Cubs, which is a scenario Franco still hopes to realize one day. He is only 84.

But here’s something I was thinking—what does Red Sox manager Joe Morgan think about all this?

“That Franco is dynamite,” said Red Sox manager Joe Morgan.

No disrespect to Julio Franco, but that statement must be taken with a grain of salt, as Red Sox manager Joe Morgan has also been recorded saying the following:

"That Roseanne is dynamite!"

"That paperboy is dynamite!"

"That Paperboy is dynamite!"

"That Rueben sandwich looks dynamite!"

"That parking space is dynamite!"

"That commemorative quilt is dynamite, honey!"

Non-Red Sox manager Joe Morgan also chimed into the Franco discussion in 2004:

"I haven't seen the young man play, but I hear he is dynamite."

July 22, 2011

Topps SNL Archives: the Barry Gibb talk show

So yesterday in Boston it was a soupy 95ยบ F. I didn't do much, but I did make it down to my local shop on my All-Star Air Conditioned tour of the city (also on the tour: an early scope out of the ensuing Borders liquidation sale). I got some nice Red Sox commons I was missing (hello Russ Nixon) and this Jimmy Fallon (already in the 25-cent bin!).


Fact: Jimmy Fallon had a very hard time keeping a straight face in almost any sketch he was in on SNL. (Double Fact: Especially if he was in one with Horatio Sanz.) Even here, on the Weekend Update set, he looks ready to start guffawing it up. Fact: I always thought that by laughing or mugging for his friends totally got in the way of the essence of selling the jokes and nine times out of ten ruined the sketch. But that tenth time? That tenth time was when it was on The Barry Gibb Talk Show. No matter how many times he or Justin Timberlake cracked up, it could never ruin the joke. 

OK, on to the pack break.

SNL Archives #10 - Dana Carvey

SNL Archives #51 - George Carlin

SNL Archives #58 - Jay Mohr

SNL Archives #71 - Elton John


SNL Archives #95B - Jimmy Fallon/Barry Gibb VARIATION

SNL Archives #132 - Adrien Brody


This is easily the best pack I've opened so far. On the back of Brody's card it says he was banned after hosting because he did an improvised intro for the musical guest. Whatever happened to Adrien Brody, anyway? I think he was last seen acting smug in a beer commercial, if I remember correctly. Actually, "acting smug" pretty much sums up his career. 

Also, awesome that I got Dana Carvey and George Carlin in the same pack. And finally, the Barry Gibb variation. Totally great that Topps added variations (like the Farley Now With "ANGELS"). I can't wait to get my September Beckett. I wonder if they'll include this set (I mean, they included Donruss Americana for however many years it was made; let's just say I'd be surprised if SNL Archives didn't make it in, considering Topps' clout).

July 21, 2011

Guest Pack: SNL Archives Chris Farley Auto Hit

I was all set to post my next pack when I got this email from Reader Tony:

Hey guys, I was at the Target in Allen Park (off Interstate 94 in Michigan) late yesterday on a diaper run and bought a pack of the new SNL Archives. After a few nobodies (who the heck is Danitra Vance?) I pulled this. The webcam sort of washed out the pic, so here's a scan of the front also. Cool blog! Keep it up, Tony



All I can say is wow. No matter what your take on cut signature cards is (personally, I don't see the appeal of a piece of a signed check or index card embedded in a trading card), this is spectacular. First of all, Chris Farley autographs aren't exactly cheap. Second of all, he signed it "your awesome!", which is now how I'm going to sign everything.

Now how come I never find big hits like this? I feel like even if I buy a box of these, the best I'll do is a stupid swatch of a Joe Piscopo costume.

Anyway, thanks for sharing, Tony. This is great.

More Topps SNL Archives

Yeah, I kind of dropped the ball on the whole exclusivity thing. Sorry about that. I had these packs lined up to post, then work hit overdrive, and well, we all know how that goes. So now that this set is finally officially live, here are a few more packs. (I got these from my shop in Boston prior to the official release date; I didn't ask how he got them.)


SNL Archives #200 - Dan Aykroyd

SNL Archives #87 - Nirvana


SNL Archives #62 - Randy Quaid


SNL Archives #41 - Jim Breuer


SNL Archives #18 - Finesse Mitchell
(Real name: Alfred)


SNL Archives #110 - Jan Hooks


Nice to see Hooks get a 2nd tier number (110). Best Jan Hooks line: "There's no basement in the Alamo!" Also, I didn't realize Randy Quaid was a cast member, in 1985 or any other year, but on Wikipedia it says he was on there for 1985/86, but then wasn't renewed. Still, gotta love a pack with both Nirvana and Goat Boy in it. 

July 20, 2011

Deep Thoughts on a Deep Fly


Chris Chambliss, 1985 Topps

Chris Chambliss hit one of the most famous home runs in Yankee, and baseball, history. A walk-off jack at Yankee Stadium to end the 1976 ALCS. More famous than the home run itself was the ensuing scene, when drunken Yankee fans stormed the field and Chambliss was forced to barrel his way around the bases—Get off me, Vinnies!—never actually touching home plate. It was the proudest moment in Yankee fandom history, except for the time Jeffery Maier reached over the wall and helped the team secure a different ALCS, and also this.

Wikipedia has a wonderful collection of quotations regarding the home run, one of them from Chambliss himself, after being asked, I assume, “What was your first thought when you hit the home run?” Sayeth Chambliss:

My first thought was that I hit a home run.

Okay, okay. Let me ask you this though—what was your second thought?

Then I realized it was the ninth inning, the game was over and we’d won the championship.

Chris Chambliss’ thought process going up to hit that day: It is my turn to hit. I am going to stand in the batter’s box and ready myself to hit. I play for the New York Yankees. The pitcher is going to throw the baseball. Here comes the baseball. I am going to swing now. Hits ball. I hit a home run.

Anyhoo, if you’re the Topps baseball card company, you can’t be talking about Chambliss’ home run all the time. Gets old after a while. Gotta cover some other bases, to use a baseball metaphor in this baseball discussion. For example, here is a question an average baseball fan and Chambliss enthusiast may want to know: Is Chris Chambliss related to any former professional basketball players? Also, does he like swordfish?



Chris is a cousin of former NBA star, JoJo White.

Cool! I can relate to the Chambliss-White family’s success in athletics. Me and my cousin Mark (a.k.a. MarkMark) both played for the Dodgers.*

He lists his favorite food as swordfish.

Who does, JoJo White? Or:

Chris Chambliss: Today I am going to formulate a list of my favorite foods, for reference. Number one … swordfish. Number two … croutons. Number three … Chef Boyardee stuffed raviolis. Number four … brie. Oh, no. My pen ran out. Jeeves!

One of Chris’ favorite hobbies is collecting phonograph records.

NEEEEEERRRRRRRD!!!!! Also, what?

*East Brunswick Baseball Managers Little League version. Team Manager: Jack Kenny (no relation, unless you count father).

July 13, 2011

The Doctor and the Superhero


Dwight Gooden and Roger Clemens, 1987 Fleer "Superstar Specials"

Does anybody recall, in their lives, Roger Clemens being referred to as “Super K?” Did anyone ever say when they were growing up, “Did you see what Super K did last night? He K’d 13! Super, indeed!” and when they said this, they were referring to Roger Clemens? I personally do not recall such a thing. Just to be sure I did not somehow miss something, I Googled “Super K,” and discovered that Wikipedia acknowledges Super K as a neutrino observatory which is under Mount Kamioka near the city of Hida, Gifu Prefecture, Japan. The observatory was designed to search for proton decay, study solar and atmospheric neutrinos, and keep watch for supernovas in the Milky Way Galaxy. Legend has it, one time the Super K observed a supernova in the Milky Way known as Roger Clemens, and his neutrinos were so powerful that it exploded the Super K. Maybe that is where he got the nickname that he doesn’t have.

Anyhoo, with regards to the above picture—can you spot the more humble one? Also interesting to note the irony of a doctor going on to face drug problems and a superhero requiring performance enhancement. Nevertheless … to the back of the card!



There is only letter that counts whenever Roger Clemens of the Red Sox and Dwight Gooden of the New York Mets are pitching.

J? N? I have absolutely no idea. Can I have a clue?

It is K

Ohhhhhhh. Makes sense. Because of the strikeouts.

… make that Super K.

That is six letters. To recap: “There is only letter that counts whenever Roger Clemens of the Red Sox and Dwight Gooden of the New York Mets are pitching. That letter is S U P E R K. Six letters. Of those letters, the most important one is K. Make that … Super K. The “K” itself is super, is what I’m trying to say.”

Also, pointing out that this card bestows upon Roger Clemens the false nickname of Super K, this sentiment kind of ignores Gooden, does it not? To recap yet again:

“There is only thing that counts whenever Roger Clemens of the Red Sox and Dwight Gooden of the New York Mets are pitching.

Strikeouts. Make that … Roger Clemens.”

I would accept either of the previous two examples as “Lede of the Year: 1987.”

Fans have come to adopt both pitchers at their respective parks.

“Strangely—and this warrants mentioning—fans have taken to cheering for these pitchers, especially when they pitch at home, when the fans are there, because of the great things these pitchers do for the very teams these fans root for in a more general sense.”

Fans are currently rooting for Clemens in court and Gooden on Celebrity Rehab. In Clemens' case, it's probably less "rooting for" than it is "not really caring either way," or, maybe, "rooting against." In Gooden's case, fans are rooting for him so adamantly than one fan in particular named Lenny Dykstra tried to break him out of rehab.

Tune in next week to see who will try and break our superhero out of prison! (Note: It will probably be Lenny Dykstra.) Man, 1987 seems like a long time ago.

July 06, 2011

All Puffed Up

Say it’s 1989, and you collect baseball cards. In fact, you are a champion card collector. Even your very best friends, with whom you compete on a daily basis in the violent arena of having baseball cards, recognize you as champion, as does your Uncle Phil, who held the very same title back in ’71.

Another thing you like to do is wear clothes. Mostly you enjoy hoodless sweatshirts. “What’s with the hoods, anyway?” you ask yourself frequently. It’s not like you live in Antarctica, plus you view those who wear hooded sweatshirts as troublemakers. Show your face, troublemaker! The hoodless sweatshirt—or, as you refer to it, “sweatshirt”—keeps you warm but not too warm; snug yet flexible. Plus it’s versatile. Whether it’s school, a card show, dinner at Bennigans, a wedding, Saturday shopping at Bradlees, naptime, or a tour of a local museum, the hoodless sweatshirt is appropriate wear.

So, the question remains: How do you combine these two worlds? Your champion-caliber card collecting and simple yet refined fashion sense. Unsure if such a fusion is even possible, you tear open a pack of cards and …BAM!



So beautiful. You can barely even imagine the adrenaline rush of walking into school one day wearing this baby. Hello, world. It’s me. I am a champion card collector and I like BASEBALL. Read the sweatshirt if you don’t believe me. What’s up, Regina? Still going steady with Mark? How’s that working out for ya’? (Look over at Mark, who is wearing Umbros and mis-matching Hypercolor t-shirt.) Heh.

Still, so many questions. First: Is it of high quality?

High-quality

Nice. But are the letters puffy? It’s a 3-D world in 1989! You can’t be walking around wearing a flat-lettered top. That’s just embarrassing.

Puffy-lettered Sweatshirt

Breathe. Breathe!

as shown Style B.

You do not need to see Style A. How much does this sweatshirt cost? $500?

To order send check (no cash) for $19.95 plus $1.50 postage and handling ($21.45 total)

“I can add, Topps! GET ON WITH IT!”

plus any three 1989 Special Offer Cards,

You know what that means. And you have 312 of them.

Your name, age,

Age is important because Topps is trying to hit a specific age demographic of fashion. Any geezers trying to get their age-spotted hands on this will be denied.

address, zip code

Part of the address, traditionally.

to: TOPPS BASEBALL SWEATSHIRTS

Fortune 500 company.

Allow up to 8 weeks for shipment.

Fashion like this doesn’t get produced overnight. No, it takes two months. It’s a 15-day process just to get the letters puffy at the Topps-operated puffy plant in Tiawan. In two months, you figure, school will be out, and who even knows if you’ll still be champion …

You toss the card away. Regina’s not even that hot, you figure.