Showing posts with label baseball cards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baseball cards. Show all posts

Friday, June 8, 2007

"Sweet Ginger Brown"

So I bluffed the first pot of the night. I had a Jack and like an off 6, raised once, took the pot. The rest of the night went quickly. Had Jack Ten suited on the big blind, rest of the table folded except for me and the short stack, he goes all in, I call, he beats me with pocket Queens. Next hand I fold Ace of spades, deuce of clubs, flop comes all spades, guess what floats on the river?

Watched some of the celebs in action, Kevin "Hercules" Sorbo was the most popular player, not so much the best. Also, the Major League Bubble gum champ of 1977, Kurt Bevaqua, at the table.

Many thanks to Rob at KASE 101, I think the turban would have worked great.

P.S. the market rallied off that fib line at 1500. First resistance 1515.

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Ain't Love a Kick in the Head

Catching the original "Ocean's Eleven" in the background, not as slick as the re-make, but probably way cool for its time. Hey anytime Cesar Romero takes off the make-up, its got to be good.

For any of you who grew up like me collecting baseball cards, you remember the color and style of the different years. Especially when you "flipped". When I was in elementary school, we flipped kind of like playing gin rummy. You had to match the other players cards. I vaguely remember some kind of shift in your hand when you had double of something that would always give you an edge. When I moved across town at the age of 12, they had a different way of doing it. Something about "Larry's". I never caught the grasp of it and now have only that brief memory of what, at that time, was the only subject I could concentrate on. Check out this link as the author describes his deflowering in relation to his baseball card collection:

http://cardboardgods.baseballtoaster.com/archives/677310.html

Of course, I was the type who hated the kid who's Dad bought him the complete set. That's cheating in my book, I would scrunge up $.75 or so to get that 3-pack every week. Somehow, you always got stuck with a lot of trips that everyone else had. But you looked cool at school with the big "wad" of cards wrapped by that industrial strength rubberband.

Thanks again to Topps, without whom, I don't think I could have made it out of 6th grade.