The news yesterday about Mark McGwire finally admitting to taking steroids reminded me of a “Hansen OFF Football” entry I made over three years ago, so I figured I’d share it again:
One group that’s been overlooked when people talk about the issues with steroids in Major League Baseball is the poor slobs who’ve been collecting baseball cards for the last 20-30 years, like me.
To give you some background:
I was an avid baseball card collector when I was younger and even collected after I graduated from high school. But when I was 20 years old, I went to a huge card show and brought with me a ton of quality rookie cards that I had in duplicate, looking to do some trading. I came across a Tommy Lasorda rookie card and wanted it for sentimental reasons (I’m a Dodger and huge Lasorda fan). The card was being sold for $175, and I offered the guy a Ricky Henderson (a hot card at the time listed for like $180), Tony Gwynn, Cal Ripken, and Wade Boggs rookie for the Lasorda rookie. My offer totaled over $500 in book value, yet the guy didn’t take the deal. He said he had 90 Hendersons, [...]
I haven’t had the time to write up my usual non-football thoughts this year, and one of the reasons is because I’ve had to spend time helping my oldest son look at colleges. I know, I know. I look fantastic for a guy with a kid that old, but it is true; the day before I found out I was going to be a father, my biggest concern in life was, like, acne or something. Or making sure I got Terry Allen on my fantasy team after his impressive showing down the stretch for the Vikings in ’91.
Here's me in 1992, at 23, with the kid who'll now be in college this September. The only thing scarier than the what-do-I-do-now look on my face is the mullet on the back of my head.
It’s quite overwhelming, this search. Other than the obvious factor (cost), there are so many things to consider. We know he’s staying in the northeast, after thinking about Southern California earlier this year. That notion disappeared when my kid got the flu this summer and the reality hit that he could have been dealing with that while alone and 3000 miles away. It was a nice [...]
Still on vacation, it’s going well. There’s been a threat of serious weather all week, but it’s overall been sunny. It’s hot as hell, but that’s fine when you’re right on the beach (but not so much when trying to take in the great homes in Charleston). The ocean is like 85 degrees and today we’ll be doing some ocean kayaking, which is one of my favorite things to do at the ocean.
I’m checking in today for a (rare) non-football item, and this time it’s about promoting a web site – my middle son Nicholas’ web site. He’s a chip off the old block, I suppose, and he’s be working on a site for the last few weeks with a bunch of different stuff. Today’s his birthday, so since he’s been looking to get eyeballs on his stuff, I’m promoting it a variety of places as something of a present.
Nicholas was born in ’97, so he’s 12 today. He’s an honor roll student whose lifetime grade point average is probably about 97. This past year (6th grade) he played 4 organized sports: Soccer, Cross Country, Basketball, and Baseball. He’s in both of his school bands and actually won a big [...]
Just wanted to chime in here for those who check that I’ll be participating in the first Expert Draft of the year tomorrow at 1pm ET. This is for Fantasy Sports Magazine, which is generally the first mag out each year. I will be posting the draft and my picks as the draft unfolds starting a little after 1pm.
I have the 3rd pick, and it should be interesting. I took some heat here last year for my draft for this one, but I had a great record and I won the title.
We’ll also be recording a post-draft podcast with Greg Cosell and Adam Caplan, so a lot going on this week.
Just wanted to chime in today on the death of broadcasting legend Harry Kalas.
Although I’ve worked for Comcast Sportsnet, the broadcast partner for the Phillies, for seven years, and even worked at NFL Films, where Kalas also worked, I’ve never met the man. But that doesn’t mean I don’t know him. Living in the Philadelphia area for all but seven of my years, I grew up and grew older with Kalas, and I knew him. So did everyone else.
When I was a very young, before the internet and, hell, before cable TV, there wasn’t much for a young kid to do in his room late at night other than listen to ball games on AM radio, and I spent a lot of time listening to Kalas call Phillies games from about 1978-1983. Being a Dodger fan, I always stayed up late for the broadcasts when they played in LA, even on a school night. It was fantastic. The only time I ever rooted against the Phils is when they played the Dodgers. Otherwise, I ignored my general (but not total) dislike for Philadelphia fans and rooted for what Harry was rooting for because he was so likable and so memorable. [...]