Some collectors and I spent Tuesday night in Hoboken, NJ – the birthplace of baseball. Sort of an early start to the National, I guess – and definitely a baseball-themed night.
We began the night at an establishment along the Hudson River, as we shared some stories (and beverages) with one eye on the MLB trading deadline. Eventually becoming hungry for dinner, we walked along the river to 13th street, and encountered this:
As a kid I watched Sparky Lyle chauffeured to the mound in the late innings of tight games, in a car just like this one. Each year a local Toyota dealer would provide the Yankees with a slick, new bullpen car, tricked out with pinstripes and the famous interlocking NY on the hood, and each year the Yankees would hold a contest to give away the old one (at least it seemed like they did this each year). And I remember hoping I’d win, imagining myself driven to school every morning with the pinstriped car, proudly proclaiming my die-hard fandom. Continue reading “An early start to the National”