tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25342356768646146342024-03-12T03:12:04.524-04:00Orioles Card "O" the DayAn intersection of two of my passions: baseball cards and the Baltimore Orioles. Updated daily? Let's hope. Each day I'll post a scan of one of my Orioles cards and allow my thoughts on said card to pour out. It might be childhood memories, an anecdote from the player's career, or musings on the aesthetics of the card. (Larry Sheets' mustache is fair game.) Ideally, this blog will be a companion piece to my Orioles Uniform Number site, NumerOlogy.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.comBlogger2866125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-84493497565919731502021-05-06T23:53:00.001-04:002021-05-06T23:53:19.869-04:00John Means, 2021 Topps #272<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzH_EV9J7IEqTvq0OSbJ4EmEwUmnPCCOwP9qgmQiDDb80N38TJn3ByJTp-DCDSreDg_06CG93tlYqT7ubQ4CMzhAW-df_nXviVnnfU1roHg4rNc-Lek-N0zga5Af5KSTUC5IfQtvrat74/s752/21meanst.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="752" data-original-width="492" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzH_EV9J7IEqTvq0OSbJ4EmEwUmnPCCOwP9qgmQiDDb80N38TJn3ByJTp-DCDSreDg_06CG93tlYqT7ubQ4CMzhAW-df_nXviVnnfU1roHg4rNc-Lek-N0zga5Af5KSTUC5IfQtvrat74/s320/21meanst.jpg" /></a></div><br />I may have strayed far from the discipline of my early years of blogging, but I'm not so far gone that I won't check back in on the occasion of the best-pitched Orioles game of my lifetime, if not the history of the team.<p></p><p>I've watched hundreds upon hundreds of O's games in the past three decades, but I'd never witnessed a no-hitter by a Baltimore pitcher - until yesterday. I've seen position players earn wins and saves on the mound. I've seen Cal Ripken, Jr. break a seemingly ironclad longevity record. I've been inside the ballpark for a Chris Davis three-homer game, a Felix Pie cycle, and three thrilling postseason victories. But I hadn't seen an Oriole so much as carry a hitless game into the ninth inning since Daniel Cabrera's bid at history was cut short by a Robinson Cano single with one out in the last frame <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/NYA/NYA200609280.shtml" target="_blank">at the end of the 2006 season</a>. I haven't done the research, but it seems like O's starters give up their first hit in the 7:00 hour more often than not when I go to a game.</p><p>So it was that I found myself checking Twitter in the middle of the afternoon yesterday and noting that John Means had coasted through the first four innings of a getaway game in Seattle with only one base runner allowed. That was Seattle outfielder Sam Haggerty, who had the good fortune to swing through strike three on a pitch that bounced past the grasp of catcher Pedro Severino. (Sevy made amends by throwing out Haggerty on a steal attempt shortly thereafter...more on that later.) I didn't want to act in haste, so I kept tabs on the game via social media as Means breezed through innings five and six. Then I felt emboldened to tune in, through assuredly legal means of streaming video.</p><p>By the time Means took the mound in the home half of the eighth inning, he had a 6-0 cushion, bolstered by a solo home run from Pat Valaika and a three-run shot from the resilient Trey Mancini. In a rare exception, we were watching the game play out at the dinner table, because #47 just looked that good. He had another 1-2-3 trip to the mound, and just three outs separated him from a piece of history.</p><p>As the Mariners stepped up to take their last swings, Janet and I stood expectantly in front of the laptop, which was still resting on our dining room table. Dylan Moore made weak contact, with third baseman Rio Ruiz snagging a popup in foul territory. Two more. Haggerty whiffed again on a 2-2 pitch, but Severino held on this time as Means tied a career high with his twelfth strikeout. One last out to get. The drama was short-lived, as M's shortstop J. P. Crawford swatted a soft line drive to his counterpart. Ramon Urias gloved the ball, and the jubilation began. The infielders swarmed John Means at the mound. The outfielders and the bench players and coaches raced in from their respective posts. The relievers embraced in the bullpen. Janet and I each hollered and high-fived, while Finn covered his ears.</p><p>John Means did not technically throw a perfect game, thanks to baseball's idiosyncratic rules about dropped third strikes. But he faced the minimum 27 batters without issuing a walk or a hit, nor did any Seattle batter reach on an error. This was the first such game in MLB history, and it was also the first no-hitter by the Orioles since the Milacki-Flanagan-Williamson-Olson patchwork effort in Oakland back in 1991. What's more, it was the first complete game no-hitter for the Birds since Jim Palmer shut down those same Athletics in 1969. Yesterday, a former 11th-round pick put an exclamation point on his rise to the top of the sport by ending the longest active solo-no-hitter drought in the major leagues. It was a great way to spend a Thursday afternoon in May.</p>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-36398282699631768272020-08-12T21:26:00.001-04:002020-08-12T21:26:50.965-04:00Austin Hays, 2020 Topps Heritage #326<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6NnJAbmwiiUeLsFyQ60g-LTl1k6qAO0hBQls6GDHXPJJkAVle6PgMbcYVk4roeTlxoQIv3zmPUPno7lCo0-F1s58SH9GoGDZszrOZvGj7KqDIxRNbcaCuNYg6GHsJVpFNuPHS_kqwDTY/s692/20haysth.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="692" data-original-width="512" height="410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6NnJAbmwiiUeLsFyQ60g-LTl1k6qAO0hBQls6GDHXPJJkAVle6PgMbcYVk4roeTlxoQIv3zmPUPno7lCo0-F1s58SH9GoGDZszrOZvGj7KqDIxRNbcaCuNYg6GHsJVpFNuPHS_kqwDTY/w302-h410/20haysth.jpg" width="302" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Gee, it only took me until July to pull an Orioles card from a 2020 product (and yes, it took me until August to post it...my bad). I'm still not buying a whole lot of new cards, but now that Topps Heritage has rolled around to the peerless 1971 design, I'm going to part with a few bucks here or there. I broke in with a blaster box from Target, and...eight packs, no O's. I got a D. B. Cooper card, though! So I had to wait for my next purchase (a hanger pack) to get my hands on current center fielder Austin Hays.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Speaking of Mr. Hays, I guess it's also time for my first regular-season recap of 2020! I mean, I don't know that "regular" is the best word to describe this 60-game summer sprint in ballparks devoid of fans but full of cardboard facsimiles, with a universal DH, expanded rosters, extra inning ghost runners, seven-inning doubleheaders (or is that 14 inning doubleheaders?), and expanded playoffs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyhow, the Birds are exactly a quarter of the way through their condensed schedule, and they have a winning record at 8-7. They earned that eighth win the hard way last night, stumbling over the finish line just ahead of the host Phillies with a 10-9 victory in 10 innings. There were six ties or lead changes over the last five innings, which doesn't even take into account Baltimore pinch runner Andrew Velazquez's near-steal of home plate that was overturned by the killjoy umpires on review. Miguel Castro had his first poor outing of the summer in the eighth inning, coughing up a game-tying two-run homer to Bryce Harper followed by a solo shot by Jean Segura to put the Phils on top, 6-5. The O's bats picked him up in the ninth, as Renato Nunez's bases-loaded single knotted the score again. But it looked like they'd blown a chance to put up a crooked number when Pedro Severino popped up near the mound with two outs...until Segura raced over from third base, calling off first baseman Rhys Hoskins, only to stumble over the mound and miss the catch. With the runners moving on contact, two Orioles scored and they carried a two-run lead into the home half of the ninth...just like the eighth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Current head honcho of the Birds' closer-by-committee approach Cole Sulser got two quick outs before losing his command and loading the bases on a single and a pair of walks. That set the stage for Didi Gregorius to pull the Phillies even again with one of the weakest bits of contact all night, an excuse-me single to very shallow center field. Sulser escaped with a strikeout of Segura, who couldn't redeem himself for his two-run gaffe in the field. That set the stage for Baltimore's second extra-inning game of the Bonus Runner Era.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Velazquez, having made the final out of the Oriole ninth inning, was placed on second base to start the tenth. Austin Hays led off and rapped a sinking line drive to center field. Philly center fielder Roman Quinn, trying to prevent Velazquez from scoring the go-ahead run, made an ill-advised lunge and came up empty. Hays streaked around the bases as the ball rolled to the wall, and Quinn's stumble-and-throw meant that Austin scored standing up. It was more of a little-league homer, but the official scorer's opinion is what really counts, and by that metric, it was the first inside-the-park homer in Birdland since Robert Andino rounded the bases against Boston nine years ago. The Orioles needed both of those runs, since Paul Fry had his own dose of ineffectiveness and poor positioning in Philadelphia's last at-bat. The lefty surrendered a leadoff Jay Bruce single to score Segura (man, that rule is goofy), and later deflected a possible game-ending double play grounder with his foot. A miscommunication between Fry and Severino led to a passed ball that put the tying and winning runs on second and third, and it took a heady play by shortstop Jose Iglesias to freeze the runners on a grounder by Quinn. Travis Lakins, Sr., one of the newest Orioles, relieved Fry and coaxed a grounder to second base by Hoskins to nail down his first career save in MLB. At long last, I exhaled.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I will admit to turning off the video feed of the game twice in late innings before tuning in to the O's radio call just in time to...miss the decisive Hays trip around the bases. But I stuck around (against my better judgment) to hear the white-knuckle exploits in the bottom of the tenth. It's been a while since I lived and died with every pitch like that, and I really did miss it.</div><p></p>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-87299923209926973292020-05-31T23:22:00.000-04:002020-05-31T23:22:24.598-04:00Oriole Park at Camden Yards, 2019 Topps #441<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I wonder when this stadium will be full again. At the rate we're going, it certainly doesn't look like it will even host baseball games without fans in 2020. <a href="https://mlb.nbcsports.com/2020/05/27/where-things-stand-on-baseball-resuming-in-2020/" target="_blank">You can thank the billionaire owners for that one.</a>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com56tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-825238534355624072020-05-28T23:29:00.002-04:002020-05-28T23:29:38.896-04:00Yovani Gallardo, 2016 Topps Stadium Club #153<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Man, one look at Yovani Gallardo's weary, lightless eyes and flat grimace tells you just how excited he was to be in Baltimore. Maybe it had something to do with waiting until the end of February to get a contract - one that came in one year and several million dollars lighter after the famously unforgiving team physical raised some red flags. Or perhaps he realized that pitching in the American League East wasn't shaping up to be a beneficial career move. It's also possible that he stepped in his dog's water bowl on the way out the door that morning. We've all been there, right?Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-23904694896153400642020-05-27T23:14:00.000-04:002020-05-27T23:14:52.313-04:00Chris Davis, 2017 Topps Fire #113<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As I continue searching for ways to fill the void left in my everyday life without baseball, and to keep my housebound preschooler from climbing the walls, I have discovered the Orioles <a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLoeYQM_iUEVwAgllkitZw4o3ozDtVIsUZ" target="_blank">Digital Kids' Corner</a>. Once a week, the team's official YouTube account is updated with a video of a current team member reading a bedtime story to their children. A few days ago, we watched <a href="https://youtu.be/B2udF8Aa_pk" target="_blank">Chris Davis read "The Wonderful Things You Will Be"</a> to his three young daughters. It's an endearing glimpse into the personal lives of these guys. Though if I'm being honest, it also soothes my ego a bit to know that while I wouldn't be able to hit a 95 mph fastball if you gave me a few million swings at it, I'm a much more dynamic narrator than most of the clubhouse.<br />
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Seriously. You should hear my Grover voice. (I also do a mean Cookie Monster.)Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-29081841395842019662020-05-26T23:14:00.001-04:002020-05-26T23:14:52.169-04:00Brian Sackinsky, 1995 Bowman #8<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hey, whaddaya know? <a href="https://oriolescards.blogspot.com/2010/06/brian-sackinsky-1995-upper-deck-minors.html" target="_blank">The last time </a>I featured former second round draft pick Brian Sackinsky on this blog, I said it would be a long while before he made his way back onto these digital pages. As it turns out, that was a week shy of ten years ago. Two moves, one marriage, one child, and one pandemic ago. It was also three postseason trips ago for the O's. If I could travel a decade back in time and tell my 27-year-old self what the future would bring, that last item may have seemed even more implausible than the rest. I would also probably try to warn that young guy about <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONGLEUUesN0" target="_blank">one </a>or <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2016_United_States_presidential_election" target="_blank">two things</a> that were coming in 2016.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-88909257335237542142020-05-22T23:55:00.000-04:002020-05-23T00:34:49.031-04:00Vintage Fridays: Sam Bowens, 1965 Topps #188<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On this date in 1964, Sam Bowens had a very memorable game. The Orioles were hosting the Twins on a Friday night, and what looked like a pitcher's duel on paper never materialized. Minnesota jumped all over Steve Barber with four first-inning runs on five hits, capped by a two-run double from catcher Earl Battey. The O's immediately cut that lead in half, as Jackie Brandt delivered a two-RBI single off of Jim Kaat in the bottom of the first. Bowens hit a solo homer the following inning, but Barber gave the run back in the top of the third when Harmon Killebrew drove in Vic Power with a single. Brandt scored on a wild pitch in the fifth, making it 5-4 Twins. The bullpens took command for a while, as Wes Stock and Dick Hall combined for five shutout innings of relief for Baltimore. Gerry Arrigo replaced Kaat to start the sixth, and was still on the mound as the Birds took their last swings in the home ninth. Brooks Robinson and Boog Powell each struck out, leaving it all up to Bowens. The rookie right fielder belted an Arrigo offering over the left field fence for the game-tying home run, his second of the game and third extra-base hit overall (he'd also doubled in the fourth inning). Bill Fischer relieved Arrigo for the Twins, but had a short and unsatisfying night of work: O's catcher John Orsino gave the Memorial Stadium crowd a thrill with a walkoff four-bagger, likewise to left field. <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/BAL/BAL196405220.shtml" target="_blank">Orioles win, 6-5</a>, improving to 21-12 and maintaining their half-game lead atop the American League.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-80457942716588211392020-05-21T23:20:00.002-04:002020-05-21T23:20:42.751-04:00Cal Ripken, Jr., 2007 Upper Deck Holiday Inn #4<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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And so we end this week's bizarre mini-series the only way we possibly could: with Cal Ripken giving us a come-hither glance and offering up his hotel rewards card. At least it's not his room key, right?<br />
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Okay, I've had a lot of fun at the expense of Junior and the Holiday Inn over the past few days. In the interest of fairness and full disclosure, I do have to let you know that my sister-in-law works for Choice Hotels. There, now I feel better.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-65441561473103864622020-05-20T23:15:00.000-04:002020-05-20T23:15:38.864-04:00Cal Ripken, Jr., 2007 Upper Deck Holiday Inn #3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Who holds a laptop like this?Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-65843859068789523632020-05-19T23:45:00.000-04:002020-05-19T23:45:46.408-04:00Cal Ripken, Jr., 2007 Upper Deck Holiday Inn #2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is it: the silliest card in the prestigious four-card mini-set. I laughed out loud when I first saw it on Friday afternoon, and for that reason alone, I tip my cap to Max. How do you convince a first-ballot Hall of Famer like Cal Ripken, Jr. to pose with two armfuls of pillows and such a goony, slack-jawed expression on his face? Somebody in an advertising company truly earned their keep with this.<br />
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Have you ever even heard the phrase "Pillow Menu" before? Oh, and just wait for the tag line on the back:<br />
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<i>"After 2,632 games in a row - I deserve a choice of pillows."</i><br />
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Yeah, you tell 'em, Cal! You will not be denied the pillow of your preferred size and/or firmness, like some common Billy!<br />
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I don't know where we can possibly go from here, but the promo set MUST CONTINUE. Until tomorrow...Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-15197695500797194632020-05-18T23:23:00.003-04:002020-05-18T23:23:49.751-04:00Brooks Robinson, 1992 Ziploc #5<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last night I promised more goofy cards featuring Cal Ripken hawking Holiday Inn. However, I put those plans on hold when I realized that today was Brooks Robinson's 83rd birthday. I find myself looking for silver linings more than ever right now, and every day that Brooks Robinson is with us, the world really is a better place for it. You'd be hard pressed to find someone with an unkind word to say about Brooksie.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-18677028328707804352020-05-17T23:39:00.001-04:002020-05-17T23:39:49.819-04:00Cal Ripken, Jr., 2007 Upper Deck Holiday Inn #1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Max really outdid himself by sending me the oddest of oddball sets. This is the first of four cards, all of them featuring a balder, heavier, 46-year-old Iron Man awkwardly shilling for the Holiday Inn. But hey, now I know that you can listen to MLB games for free when you stay at a Holiday Inn...or at least, that was the case 13 years ago. Oh, and if you don't think I'm entering the code on the card back to see if I can win a trip to the 2007 World Series...even though I recall it being kind of a snooze.<br />
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P. S.: Guess what I'm posting for the next three days.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-23719814382549378682020-05-15T23:47:00.002-04:002020-05-15T23:47:42.658-04:00Vintage Fridays: Duane Pillette, 1955 Bowman #244<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mail Day! By gum, it's been a while. I'm not the only old-timer who's returned to card blogging while housebound. Earlier this week, Max of the Starting Nine blog touched base to let me know that he had some odds n' sods to send my way. I jumped at the offer, and today a messy mix of stuff (Max's words, not mine) arrived by post. My absolute favorite card in the bundle was this 1955 Bowman card of Duane Pillette, the ace starter of the inaugural Oriole squad. There wasn't stiff competition for that title, as the card back notes that his team-best record was 10-14. Still, that's a .417 win percentage for a team that only won 35% of their games overall. His 3.12 earned run average (115 ERA+) was 12th best in the American League, to boot. There were several other cards in Max's package that I can't wait to share with you, so stay tuned.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-68574579026469347422020-05-14T22:51:00.002-04:002020-05-14T22:51:38.984-04:00Jeff Robinson, 1992 Score #186<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Looking at Jeff Robinson's right arm, contorted with his palm facing outward, the muscles in his forearm strained and taut, I'm thinking again about just how abnormal the act of pitching a baseball is. As if to underscore this point, the text on the card back mentions a circulatory problem in his fingers that interrupted his sophomore season, back in 1988 with Detroit. That year, he was 13-6 with a 2.98 ERA (128 ERA+) and six complete games, but his 24th and final outing of the season came on August 23. He didn't come close to matching those numbers again, and battled an assortment of maladies over the next two seasons, most notably a stress fracture in his right forearm in 1990. After passing through three organizations in 1992 (Texas, Pittsburgh, and back to Detroit), he was out of baseball by age 31. Sadly, he passed away in October 2014 after suffering from undisclosed health issues.<br />
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aKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-16891960611259701292020-05-08T23:54:00.002-04:002020-05-08T23:54:52.698-04:00Vintage Fridays: Mike Adamson and Roger Freed, 1971 Topps #362<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Rookies? Yes. Stars? Not so much. Mike Adamson had the rare honor of being drafted in the first round twice: 18th overall by the Phillies in 1965 out of high school, and first overall by the Orioles in the secondary phase of the 1967 draft after a stopover at USC. Within a month of the draft, he debuted in Baltimore, but got battered in three appearances and was sent to Rochester. That was the pattern again in 1968 and 1969 - success at AAA, and rough sledding in brief stints in the majors. After posting a 4.36 ERA and 1.44 WHIP while splitting 1970 between starting and relieving duties with the Red Wings, he really backslid in 1971, allowing 102 hits in 74 innings in stops at Rochester, AA Dallas-Fort Worth, and Milwaukee's AAA Evansville club. Having put up a 7.91 ERA that season, Adamson walked away from pro baseball at age 24.<br />
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Roger Freed's stock was high entering the 1971 season. As part of a loaded Rochester squad that included Don Baylor and Bobby Grich, Freed was the 1970 Player of the Year for the International League. He earned those honors with a .334/.427/.561 triple slash, 24 home runs, and a league-best 130 RBI. The O's rewarded Freed with a September callup, and he saw action in four games, collecting two hits and three walks in 17 trips to the plate. Those would be his only four games as an Oriole, with his path to the majors blocked by Frank Robinson, Don Buford, Paul Blair, Merv Rettenmund, and Baylor. That December, the Birds dealt him to the Phillies for Grant Jackson and a pair of reserve outfielders. Freed scuffled in two seasons in Philadelphia, batting .222/.321/.335 with a dozen homers and 55 RBI in 191 games. He spent the rest of his career as a journeyman, passing through the Indians, Reds, Expos, and Cardinals organizations, and even spending 1975 in Monterrey, Mexico. He briefly found a role in St. Louis as a pinch hitter and backup first baseman to Keith Hernandez. In 95 plate appearances in 1977, he batted .398/.463/.627, and was 9-for-23 off the bench. Roger's overall performance in 1978 was less impressive (.239/.297/.370 in 101 PA), but he excelled again in a pinch (11-for-29 as a PH). Freed passed away in 1996 at age 49 due to a heart condition.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-60851466353285402182020-05-06T22:07:00.001-04:002020-05-06T22:07:50.370-04:00Gregg Olson, 1992 Studio #128<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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YouTube continues to be my baseball lifeline in 2020. Today's special took me back to <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/BAL/BAL199007110.shtml" target="_blank">July 11, 1990</a>, as the Orioles hosted the Royals for <a href="https://youtu.be/jmMWsFgOfV0" target="_blank">an ESPN Wednesday Night Baseball telecast</a>. It was an odd one-game series, wedged in after the All-Star Break to make up one of the games lost in the brief lockout at the beginning of the season. The broadcast team was a fresh-faced Gary Thorne, Norm Hitzges, and (ugh) Mike Lupica. Thankfully, Lupica was the third man, and didn't talk as much as you might fear. If you're familiar with Gary Thorne's work, you won't be surprised that he wryly referred to the game as a "one-night stand". Though there's an inning or so missing near the beginning, this was a surprisingly fun little midseason game between two scuffling clubs. George Brett slugged three doubles for Kansas City, one of them marking his 2,600th career hit. Bo Jackson (pre-traumatic hip injury) made an incredible sprinting catch in center field to deny Joe Orsulak, with his momentum causing him to literally run up the outfield fence in three steps. If you don't feel like watching two-and-a-quarter hours of a 30-year-old VHS transfer, skip to 31:20 for that play.<br />
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Things didn't look good for the O's early in this game, as a Randy Milligan error at first base opened the floodgates in the top of the third. In the blink of an eye, a 2-0 lead turned into a 5-2 deficit. Bob Milacki couldn't make it through the inning, as KC strung together five straight two-out hits off of Milacki and reliever Brian Holton. But the rest of the Baltimore bullpen held the line, with Ben McDonald (in his ninth career game), C*rt Sch*ll*ng, Mark Williamson, and Gregg Olson combining for six scoreless innings. Meanwhile, the Oriole bats clawed back with three runs in the home half of the fourth to tie it, but the score remained deadlocked until the bottom of the seventh. Facing Maryland native Steve Farr, the Birds played a bit of small ball, turning four singles and a Brad Komminsk sac bunt into two runs. Orsulak had the go-ahead knock, and Milligan provided the insurance run. Manager Frank Robinson probably felt secure handing the ball to Olson with a 7-5 lead, but the Otter made it interesting by loading the bases in the ninth. He did strike out the side in the midst of all of that drama, with third base umpire Don Denkinger ringing up Willie Wilson on a borderline check swing to end the game. It was the 18th save of the year for Olson, and he preserved the first career win for Schilling, who retired all six batters he faced in the sixth and seventh innings. There would be 215 more W's for Schilling by the time he hung 'em up in 2007, but this relief appearance marked his only victory in orange and black. No matter how odious Curt may be as a person, it is noteworthy that this particular game is available to watch online.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-999170342141638232020-05-04T23:22:00.001-04:002020-05-04T23:22:20.830-04:00Wayne Gross, 1986 Topps #173<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I hope everyone is continuing to find ways to take care of yourselves (mentally and physically) and stay connected to loved ones as we creep up on two months of stay-at-home efforts. We had a very good weekend on those fronts, and the beautiful weather here in Baltimore helped a lot.<br />
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Friday marked seven years since I proposed to Janet, and seven years since she said yes. (Spoiler alert!) In our ongoing effort to support local business, I ordered some festive beverages from <a href="https://duclaw.com/" target="_blank">DuClaw Brewing</a> and a birthday cake-flavored ice cream pie from <a href="https://www.thecharmery.com/" target="_blank">the Charmery</a>, all for curbside pickup. After dinner and dessert, we put Finn to bed and dialed in to a Zoom call with more than a dozen friends from my college theatre department. We came together to read and act out a series of thirty short - two minutes on average - comedic scenes that we'd originally performed as undergrads back in the early 2000s. We had a blast, and spent a few hours afterward reminiscing over drinks. The plan is to do it again soon with a more extensive cast. In the meantime, I'll try to figure out how it's possible that I went away to college TWENTY years ago.<br />
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Saturday we took a picnic lunch to a nearby park, and then let the little man splash around in the creek until it was time to head home. Later that evening, Janet had a video chat with three of her oldest friends, and we played some online party games with them.<br />
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As for Sunday, well...I spent most of the afternoon attacking the jungle grass on the far side of our property with a weed whacker. So that wasn't fun, but I got some fresh air and sun and finally made a dent in the <a href="https://blogs.fangraphs.com/category/effectively-wild/" target="_blank">Effectively Wild</a> podcasts that have been piling up since my daily commute disappeared. Plus, we still had some ice cream pie left for dessert.<br />
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Today, it was back to the teleworking grind, but our "new normal" weekend filled my tank for a while. And my latest old ballgame discovery on YouTube helped me pass a couple hours: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haIMP132lLY" target="_blank">an HTS broadcast of an Athletics at Orioles ballgame from June 2, 1985</a>. I won't spoil the outcome, but I will say that Wayne Gross played a surprisingly prominent role.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-25892897843281027392020-04-29T23:14:00.003-04:002020-04-29T23:14:50.537-04:00Austin Hays, 2018 Topps Opening Day#125<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Just tossing up a quick post before bed, since I'm still working at incorporating blogging back into my routine. So please enjoy <a href="https://youtu.be/mBBJ4ewQq9E" target="_blank">this video</a> of Austin Hays robbing Vladimir Guerrero, Jr. of a home run last September 19. As you'll note from the bare expanse of green seats in center field, Baltimore fans got the jump on social distancing.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-21335031239238203472020-04-27T23:20:00.001-04:002020-04-27T23:20:36.457-04:00Billy Ripken, 1993 Upper Deck #181<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hey, it's been a while since I've sleuthed out a baseball card photo, so let's jump on it. Orioles at Oakland, Billy Ripken attempting to turn the double play with Dann Howitt sliding into second base. My first stop is <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/players/gl.fcgi?id=ripkebi01&t=b&year=1992" target="_blank">Billy's 1992 game log on Baseball Reference</a>. He played four road games against the A's that season, all starts at second base. The two later-season options (August 31, September 1) didn't include Howitt, so that narrows it down to <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/OAK/OAK199205300.shtml" target="_blank">May 30</a> and <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/OAK/OAK199205310.shtml" target="_blank">31</a>. Incidentally, Howitt was erased at second on a twin killing in each of those games, but the play-by-play from May 31 indicates that Cal Ripken made the putout. So, May 30, 1992 is our winner.<br />
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It was a Saturday afternoon game, with the marquee pitching matchup of Jose Mesa vs. Joe Slusarski. Two first-inning Baltimore runs were matched by a pair of Oakland tallies in the second, with Dann Howitt himself delivering an RBI single for the tying run. Then Mike Bordick tapped a ground ball to O's third baseman Leo Gomez, leading to the double play that is captured on this very card. The teams remained deadlocked until Brady Anderson put the Birds on top with a solo home run in the top of the fifth. The visitors extended the lead with a four-run outbreak in the sixth via two more homers - a leadoff solo shot from Sam Horn and a three-run blast by Chito Martinez. That 7-2 cushion didn't last long, though. The Athletics crawled back with two-spots in the seventh and eighth innings each; Randy Ready's pinch hit two-run homer off of Mike Flanagan closed the gap to a single run and necessitated a six-out save from Gregg Olson. Fortunately, the Otter was up to the task, pitching around two hits and a walk to secure his 11th save. O's win, 7-6. "The more you know..."Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-59504601718712371912020-04-24T23:58:00.000-04:002020-04-25T00:09:11.895-04:00Vintage Fridays: Brooks Robinson, 1969 Topps #421<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There's a few things to unpack with this Brooks Robinson All-Star card. First things first: yes, it's very well-worn. It's entirely possible that somebody tried to make an origami crane out of ol' Brooksie. You might also notice that his cap looks pretty old-fashioned. Indeed, the Orioles last wore those black caps with the chicken-scratch-looking bird <a href="http://exhibits.baseballhalloffame.org/dressed_to_the_nines/detail_page.asp?fileName=al_1965_baltimore.gif&Entryid=1048" target="_blank">way back in 1965</a>. As with many other cards in the 1969 set, this presumably has something to do with the Marvin Miller-orchestrated player boycott of Topps photographers that spanned the 1967 and 1968 seasons. (More information <a href="https://sabrbaseballcards.blog/2017/01/03/the-1967-68-player-boycott-of-topps/" target="_blank">here</a>.) Lastly, there's the background image. When I first grabbed this card from the binder tonight, I thought it was an early example of an action photo on a baseball card. But a closer look reveals an odd painting effect. Your guess is as good as mine. The back of the card is a piece of a photo puzzle of legendary Red Sox left fielder Carl Yastrzemski. It's most of his cap, with the familiar Boston "B". I'm not including a picture here, because it's just a disembodied hat. I have my limits.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-21218844301356090862020-04-23T23:29:00.002-04:002020-04-23T23:29:57.928-04:00Sebastian Vader, 2014 Bowman Chrome Prospects #BCP72<br />
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It's been ten years since the Orioles drafted Sebastian Vader with their 18th-round draft pick, and I'm still disappointed that someone with such a first-rate name didn't make it to the major leagues. Vader spent six seasons in pro ball, all in the Baltimore organization, but never so much as reached AA. He totaled just 80 games (68 starts), with a 24-24 record and a 3.31 ERA. Dr. Google tells me that the righty from California dealt with shoulder problems in 2015, and retired the following spring, leaving the Orioles' promotional team lamenting the Star Wars tie-ins that could have been.</div>
Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-31453962171497584142020-04-22T19:54:00.000-04:002020-04-22T19:54:34.907-04:00Mike Bordick, 2001 Topps Chrome Retrofractor #T36<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's hard to believe, but it was just a shade over two and a half months ago that the Orioles held their first-ever Birdland Caravan, a successful series of public events featuring players, coaches, team executives, and former players. It was a sendoff of sorts as the team prepared to head down to Spring Training, and was intended to fill some of the void caused by the discontinuation of the traditional FanFest event. I'd been attending FanFest each year since 2010, but I can't say I was too sorry to see it go. There's only so much time you can spend weaving around masses of people in the Convention Center, especially when you've got a toddler to wrangle. So the Caravan seemed like a good way to scratch my offseason baseball itch when it was announced. O's personnel <i>and </i>craft beer? You don't have to ask me twice. I took a look at <a href="https://www.mlb.com/orioles/fans/caravan" target="_blank">the itinerary</a>, and decided to drive an hour south to check out Calvert Brewing on Saturday, February 8. We'd originally intended to make it a family outing, but Finn ended up catching strep throat, and Janet graciously offered to stay home with him so that I could go solo and not miss out.<br />
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Now, I'm not telling secrets when I say that the Birds haven't played the best brand of baseball in the past few years, and are not expected to be competitive in the near future. Camden Yards has been sparsely populated by fans, and nobody would blame we Baltimore rooters for a lack of enthusiasm. But when I pulled into the building complex that hosts Calvert Brewing on that Saturday afternoon, I had to go to the far end of the lot to find a parking space. I walked into the taproom and there was a crush of people from one end of the room to the other, a throng of orange and black. I told my wife later that it was just as well that she'd stayed home; she's an introvert through and through.<br />
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I wriggled my way through to the bar, where I could see team VP and GM Mike Elias (center in above photo), slugger Trey Mancini (right, wearing the hell out of a denim jacket), and former shortstop and current broadcaster Mike Bordick (left above) pouring drinks for the customers. I was looking forward to possibly meeting Brian Roberts again, and thanking him for the bat that he autographed for Janet back when she was battling cancer, but he wasn't able to make it for whatever reason. I did manage to get Bordick's attention, and ordered a <a href="http://www.calvertbrewingcompany.com/shake-your-tree" target="_blank">Shake Your Tree</a> (the most important thing about craft beer is thinking up ridiculous names that are as embarrassing as possible to say out loud). Now I can't say that I've never been served a pint by the top defensive shortstop of 1999.<br />
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I stepped out to get some fresh air and a chicken gyro from the food truck, then made my way back to the brewing tanks, where there were a few tables and games set up. It was less crowded there, which gave me a close-up view of infielder (and surprise owner of a .305 batting average in 2019) Hanser Alberto, who was playing cornhole with some small children. A little later, he took his own turn at tending bar, and paused to take a few selfies with fans as things were winding down. I got my own photo with Hanser, and told him that I was sure he would win the batting crown in 2020. He responded with a thumbs-up, so I think that confirms it. Now we just need to actually have a season of some sort.<br />
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There's something reassuring about picking up a stack of ugly-ass mid-eighties Donruss cards 35 years later and learning new things. From flipping this card over and reading the back, I discovered that Scott McGregor's middle name is "Houston". He grew up in California, so he wasn't named after his hometown. I've also learned that as of 1986, Scotty was living in Phoenix, MD - 14 miles away from my current domicile. Oddly enough, he was also a switch hitter. He never batted in the regular season, but did step to the plate 11 times in World Series play. He went 0-for-9, but did walk twice and score once. So that's a .182 on-base percentage...which is probably better than I managed in little league.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-62687665984593129442020-04-17T22:27:00.002-04:002020-04-17T22:27:34.182-04:00Vintage Fridays: Bob Nieman, 1957 Topps #14<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I would like to apologize to Bob Nieman on behalf of whoever gouged up his face in the fifty or so years before this card came into my possession. Surely, that's no way to treat the first Oriole regular to ever bat .300 in a season. As you may be able to see, Nieman also wore number four, one of the few players to do so before Earl Weaver claimed it for perpetuity. (Hall of Famer/Brooks Robinson mentor George Kell was another, and first baseman "Diamond Jim" Gentile was the most well-known.) Additionally, Bob worked for several big league clubs as a scout from 1967 through 1984. He had a hand in the Indians drafting and signing John Lowenstein in 1968, incidentally.<br />
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One last note: I swear that I chose this card at random, but once I started doing the subsequent research, I found out that Bob Nieman died in 1985 age 58 in...Corona, CA. There are coincidences everywhere when you're looking for them.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2534235676864614634.post-86586439036907403492020-04-14T21:15:00.001-04:002020-04-14T21:15:10.573-04:00Dwight Smith, Jr., 2019 Topps National Baseball Card Day #BAL-7<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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At least there's one current member of the Orioles who is playing baseball this month.<br />
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Outfielder Dwight Smith, Jr. (yes, I remember his father playing in Baltimore in 1994, and suddenly all of my joints ache) is the team representative in <a href="https://www.mlb.com/orioles/news/30-stars-compete-in-mlb-the-show-players-league" target="_blank">MLB The Show's Players League</a>, a round-robin video game competition with 30 major league players facing off against each other. Games are three innings in length, and are played in four-game chunks on pre-scheduled nights, with the contests streamed across several various social media hubs. There will also be a "postseason" for the top eight finishers. Each team's home city receives a $5,000 donation to a local chapter of the Boys & Girls Club, with an additional $25,000 going to the designated Boys & Girls Club in the league winner's home city. So it's all happening for a good cause, besides giving some baseball-starved athletes and fans a diversion.<br />
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Anyway, last night was Dwight Junior's Players League Debut, and it was a strong one. He won three of the four games he played, with victories against Tommy Kahnle's Yankees (6-5), Hunter Pence's Giants (2-0), and Cole Tucker's Pirates (1-0). The lone blemish on his record was a 5-4 heartbreaker to Blake Snell's Rays that featured a Mychal Givens blown save in the third inning and a Mike Zunino walkoff homer in the fourth. And wouldn't you know it, Smith hit a pair of home runs and drove in three runs playing as himself. He also went deep on behalf of teammate Trey Mancini twice, and once each for Anthony Santander and Chris Davis.<br />
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If you'd like to read a more detailed recap of Dwight Smith, Jr.'s successful gaming evening, Paul Folkemer has you covered <a href="https://www.camdenchat.com/2020/4/14/21218952/orioles-news-links" target="_blank">at Camden Chat</a>. If you want to live vicariously through Dwight himself, his next quartet of mini-games will take place on Thursday night, beginning at 9:00 Eastern.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01334533396646438555noreply@blogger.com0