Rance Mullinks, 1988 Bowman
Here is Rance Mulliniks. This is vintage Bowman Rance, so if you want to know how many triples he had against the Royals (0) in 1988 as opposed to the Rangers (0), just flip the card over, homeboy. But I don't recommend doing so because:
I feel like the flesh-holed, mock long-sleeve practice jersey was made specifically with Rance Mulliniks in mind. You think he's sweating in that thing? I don't think so, homeskillet. Probably because he's only posing for a picture and not actually playing, and because it's spring time, and because of the breathable flesh holes, and also because he's Rance Mulliniks.
Rance Mulliniks didn't sweat the small stuff when he had 972 hits from 1977-1992. Also when his manager was like, "Lance, yer battin' for Johnson, git off yer kiester!" Lance was like, "No sweat. My name is Rance though."
According to Wikipedia, In 1984 he ("he" meaning Rance Mulliniks, the person I am talking about here, not a different person) was named to Sports Illustrated's Dream Team as a utility infielder. Listen, I'm not gonna sit here and poke fun at being named to a dream team of utility infielders. We're talking about .00000000001 percent of the general population that's even talented enough to be awarded such an honor, homeslice. Utility infielders are important. Very important. The most important, arguably. It's like, why don't they just make the entire airplane out of utility infielders?
Seriously though. Here is my own personal dream team of utility infielders (it should be noted that in my dream all the utility infielders are wearing Ronald Reagan masks for some reason and they are all sitting on the bench waiting to get into the game, which never happens because my alarm went off):
-That guy whathisname from the Braves or whatever
-Rance Mulliniks again
I'll go to bat that squad any day, homegirl. J/k I wouldn't do that. But still.