Babe Ruth is Not My Doppelgänger

What if you looked like a famous person, someone known the world over? Would you spend your days sipping mixed drinks by the pool, charging everything to the real Carrot Top's tab? Or possibly signing glossy 8x10s to enthusiastic diner owners, hoping for free sandwiches?

When I look in the mirror, I only see Ben looking back. No big deal. My coworkers don't do double-takes when I walk to the copier. 

But Gary Nolan Circa 1974? Gary Nolan Circa 1974 has the same rosy-cherub face as Babe Ruth Circa 1918. And if I didn't know that Nolan was, in fact, a real person, I might believe you if you told me that this photo was part of an elaborate practical joke played on Sparky Anderson—a wax figure of the Babe done up in a sporty wig and Cincinnati jersey, posed in front of a locker, the athlete's natural habitat.

I hope Gary used his uncanny resemblance to the Babe to his advantage. I'm talking about free artery-clogging food, free beer, free cigars, poorly thought-out endorsement deals, lots of showgirls, getting his stomach pumped on the train between Cincinnati and Pittsburgh, and generally carrying on with a devil-may-care attitude and little regard for his long-term health—like any celebrity doppelgänger should. I mean, who would squander a free pass to push a piano into a pond? 

Not me, my friend. Not me.

Fun fact I learned on the back of this card: Gary's full name is Gary Lynn Nolan. Can you name another famous baseball player with a similar name? That's right: Lynn Nolan Ryan. So really, Gary should change his name to Gary Lynn Nolan Ryan. Or better yet, let's start a petition for him to change it to Gary Fred Lynn Nolan Ryan. 

I bet we could get like a million signatures. 

The Ryan Express, Passing Birthdaytown; Next Stop: Walkville

Nolan Ryan, 1989 Baseball Cards magazine

Allow me to begin with a tangent. My in-laws were in town last year during the ALCS. FOX kept showing Nolan Ryan, now President of the Texas Rangers, in the stands, which prompted my father-in-law to ask us if we remembered when Nolan Ryan appeared years ago in a series of “panties commercials.” Now, a few things every now and then are lost in translation with my father-in-law, but he seemed quite convinced that Nolan Ryan had, at one time, appeared in “panties commercials.” The conversation that took place as a result of this caused us to miss most of the game, and ultimately resulted in me joyously Googling “Nolan Ryan panties,” which did not return any results (except this), and which did very little in the way of convincing my father-in-law that he was mistaken.

Anyhoo, other than being a questionable endorser of panties, what else was Nolan Ryan famous for?



Nolan Ryan is a living legend who in many respects just gets better with age.

I am trying to figure what respects other than “pitching”—although one could argue he inspired awe in that he pitched as well as he did as a younger man; not necessarily better ... nitpicking alert!—Nolan Ryan got better at with age. Driving? Joke-telling? Romancing? Horseback riding? Probably all of them, let us assume.

Never a big winner,

I kind of get what they’re trying to say here—that Nolan Ryan was never renown for posting big win totals each year. However: a) he posted back-to-back 20-win seasons in ’73 and ’74 (19 in ’72), b) finished his career with 324 wins, c) he probably didn’t win a bunch of games each year because he played for some bad teams, walked a crapload of guys, and didn’t hit enough home runs during the games he pitched because WINS ARE A STUPID STATISTIC FOR A PITCHER SO WHY EVEN MENTION IT??!!!

Sorry. Had to get that out of my system. Where were we? Oh yeah, Nolan Ryan was a loser. What else?

Ryan is still one of the game’s very best strikeout pitchers, even though he passed his 42nd birthday in January.

Did he pass his birthday in that he was like, “Forty-two? That is stupid. PASS! I am 43-years old now. For my present I am going to strike you out. Where’s my cake?”

Ryan credits a rigorous off-season conditioning program for his success, which he hopes to bring to the Rangers in a big way in 1989.

Nolan Ryan, arrives at Rangers camp in spring of ’89, gets to clubhouse, looks in his gym bag: Crap! I forgot my rigorous off-season conditioning program! I had hoped to bring that here in a big way. Oh well. At least I didn’t forget my panties.

Ryan has eight strikeout titles to his credit, eight walk titles,

Walk titles? Is that a thing? I thought walks were bad for a pitcher. Like, really bad. You get a title for that? Like a trophy? A belt, maybe? Nolan Ryan walked 204 guys in 1977, so I imagine a parade was involved? This is all news to me.

As portrayed in the accompanying cartoon, Nolan Ryan frequently pitched—or, “hurled,” as many people prefer to say—with a gun in the holster, which probably accounted for much of his success.

P.s.: Get well, Mr. Ryan!
P.p.s.: I Googled "Nolan Ryan" to get the above link, and discovered that "The Baseball Card Blog" appears on Page 1 of that search. Page 1! Right below a link to "Nolan Ryan's Beef." So like, we did it! Or something!

Goudey Trade-away #51: Ryan and Patterson for a stack of cards

This trade comes in from Scott in New Jersey.

Giving: Nolan Ryan, #202; Corey Patterson, #115 (red back)
Getting: A stack of fifty cards

That's right. Scott sent me a stack of cards. And begged that he only get one or two in return. Um, okay. I can live with that. These scans are only the tip of the trade iceberg. In particular, check out the Post cereal cards that are completely non-sensical, not simply because the name of this set is 'First Collector Series,' as if either Post forgot that they created cards in the Sixties (with significantly more licensing) or that they considered these cards for newbie collectors. (As a side note, If I was just starting out collecting baseball cards, I probably would choose a set where I could figure out each player's team, not one that might lead me to believe there were only two teams: blue and red...)

The other reason this set is non-sensical is because those baseball fanatics at Post came up with their own position shorthand. First base? FB. Second? SB. Check out this card of Wade Boggs of the Blue Team. Heck of a job, Postie. Way to teach those kids about this here game of baseball.