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Thursday, April 16, 2009

Brady Anderson, 1993 Classic Dark Blue #T4

The photo on this Brady Anderson card is "full of fail", as the kids say. Take a look at the position of Brady's bat in relation to the ball. I've seen plenty of cards that depict players in less-than-ideal moments: a batter looking straight up in the air, to follow the flight of a pop-up, or a pitcher grimacing at a hanger that got away. But I'm not sure that I've ever seen a shot that blatantly shows the batter flailing at a pitch that's headed for the dirt.

I wonder how we'd feel if someone were selling trading cards with pictures of us screwing up. Here's Paul rear-ending a Honda Civic! I'll trade it for that shot of Amy spilling coffee on her keyboard! Has Brady Anderson ever seen this card? I wonder how he'd feel if someone asked him to sign it. I think he'd actually roll with it. I mean, the guy once got run over by a bus while rollerblading to the ballpark and played that night. We all swing at bad pitches now and then, and what does it matter in the grand scheme of things?

5 comments:

jacobmrley said...

I'd totally autograph a trading card of me getting engaged to a crazy woman. that would be the finest swing and miss of my life. the joyous fact that i didn't marry her means i worked the count and drew the walk...

night owl said...

jacobmrley, that is hysterical.

I'd autograph a card of myself hiring a man who ended up being a daily negative drain on the work staff.

Kevin said...

Max - Ah, the Moneyball approach to dating.

Night owl - Another good one.

As for me, my trading cards would probably have something to do with driving back to college after I graduated to visit my ex-girlfriend. Several times.

William said...

I'm laughing from all of your examples, especially you, Kevin. Which reminds me: my "swing and miss" card would picture me on the phone, leaving a message on the girl's voicemail who I just met at a party night before. That was basically me whiffing by a foot at one of Tim Wakefield's patented forkballs.

Anonymous said...

He's hot.