My dad is 'cleaning' out his garage and seems to think that my old baseball cards located in the far back corner of his attic is his biggest problem. If you've seen my parents garage, it could easily be submitted for the tv show "Hoarders". Old Shoes, Tires, Ski's from the 70's... you name it, it's in there and packed in like tetris.
For some reason, my dad only found the boxes of my baseball commons, none of the valuable stuff. All the Babe Ruth rookies never showed...strange.
So my baseball cards were becoming the nuisance that's held up the cleaning process, only time will tell. I was lucky enough to come across some huge collectors items within the boxes. These cards made all the women go nuts in the early ninetys... still do.
The Oakland A's had the bash brothers. We were the White Brothers. Our team was good, I was horrible. True story. My bestman Jakob was also on this team but I couldn't find his card, damn.
I also found my rookie card. It's worth a lot of money... I have about 20 of them still in my posession, I will be rich.
As bonus coverage, I am also adding John Hook's baseball card. He was on a competing team and they did steroids. They will never make it to the baseball hall of fame. Check out that signature.
Our hairstyles are great, don't you think?