Monthly Archives: February 2008

My Encounter With Mr. Ozzie Canseco

I always thought that if I ever met Derek Jeter, I would be completely cool and calm. My feelings about that changed once I met Ozzie Canseco yesterday evening at a local softball game. I never expected to have been so terrified to meet a man that I knew nothing about, aside from the fact that he was Jose Canseco’s brother.
We arrived yesterday evening at a beautiful field. The weather was something that I could normally handle, but considering I had a fever, I was shaking in my boots. We watched as Mr.Canseco warmed up with his team. We snapped a few thousand photos, which he probably noticed right away. We were the damned paparazzi!
We had about 3 minutes before the game was to begin and it was time to make our approach. I’m not sure if it was the weather or my nerves, but when it came time to approach Ozzie, I turned into a prepubescent ‘NSYNC fan. I completely lost my cool. I am normally an incredibly outgoing person, especially with strangers, which sometimes gets me in trouble; but for some reason, at this moment in time, I was a complete introvert. I slowly and cautiously approached him. Perhaps it was the cold weather, or the 1/2 bottle of cough medicine I chugged before arriving at the game, but I think I confused Ozzie for Jose, perhaps leading me to my terrified state of mind. It was almost like I was scared that he would tell me to piss off. I expected arrogance and anger and instead we got kindness and appreciation. I wish I could have said more than 3 words to him, but my mind we blank as soon as he turned to face us. Maybe next time? I hope so….

Yeah, whatever… it was cold. And now, I have pneumonia.


It’s amazing how his appearance hasn’t changed one bit in all these years!

Gettin’ ready for the game.

Showing off our freshly signed cards.
PS- Damn you, Brian! You are taking the card I like! 😡



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MAIL DAY! One Whole Week In One Post!

Man, my collection is getting bigger and bigger by the second. Now, whether it is because of the generosity of those that read my and my husband’s blog, or if it is because of my new addiction to Ebay, I do not know, nor do I care! I am well on my way to getting all the Jeter cards in the world! As impossible as it may be, I will try as hard as I can.
Now, to thank my most recent contributor, Joe, from Cincy Reds Cards. His package took a little while to get here, thanks to his poopie head roommate, but it was well worth waiting for! Joe gave me my FIRST Derek Jeter game used bat!!!!! I nearly had a heart attack when I saw it. I let out a girly shriek as I held it in my hand for the first time.
Another contributor is a wonderful gentleman from Ebay. He provided me with, not only my 1997 8×7 Donruss Studio of Derek Jeter, but he threw in a bonus, too! I was expecting a card, but when I opened my package, I found my card in pristine condition and a $5 bill! I wanted to give mickeymantles a hug, but he was WAY too far away!
I now have 145 cards in my collection and am expecting a few more to come. I purchased a lot off of Ebay about 4 days ago and I just won a game used base! If anyone has any Jeter cards that you think I may need and would like to set up a trade or even a give away 😉 , please send me an e-mail! 🙂

All Cards from Cincy Reds and a lot I won off of Ebay.

My 8×10 Donruss Studio 🙂


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That’s right, ladies and gentlemen! The love of my life has finally arrived!(Sorry, babe.) I wrote a blog a little over two weeks ago about the card I NEEDED to have in my collection. It was a beautiful and sophisticated card produced by my favorite product of 2007. Upper Deck Masterpieces. The first time I saw it, it was a gray jersey and just two weeks after my first sighting, I discovered the pinstripe patch. I instantly fell in love. The first time I attempted to bid on this card, I let the craziness in my life get the best of me, and I forgot to place my bid! Knowing this card is pretty rare on Ebay, I was crushed; BUT a week later, this beauty was up for bid! This time, I wasn’t going to let this card slip away! I watched, and I stalked, and I bid, and I WON! Now, my baby is finally home where he belongs. ❤


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Ten Reasons Why I Love Baseball

Unfortunately, I had to stay home from work today because my son is ill and the doctor wanted him to stay home for 48 hours. So, I am finally getting a break from his constant coughing while he naps, and I have decided to come post a little something for both your and my entertainment.
Many people wonder how I can enjoy baseball so much. Even the owner of the company I work for has told me that he has never heard a woman talk about baseball the way I do. I guess the question really is, why do I love baseball?

1. The Groupies… Er… The Fans

2. The Dirt

3.  The Stitching

4. The Thrill Of Knowing You Just Barely Made It

5. The Innocence

6. The Memories

7. The Tradition

8. The Loss

9. The Win

10. The Game

Baseball is a game of precision and passion.
It is a game of both strength and grace.
Baseball is more than just a game.
It’s a lifestyle.


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Don Mossi: The Big Eared Ball Player

The other day, Mario came home with a “gift” for me. What I expected to be more Jeter cards, turned out to be a ‘Tiger Twirlers’ Frank Lary, Don Mossi, and Jim Bunning card from the 50’s. “Who are these guys?” I asked. Turns out, Mario just bought me the card because he thought I would like the funny ears on Don Mossi. While I would have preferred a bunch more Jeters, he was right, I did giggle at the site of the real life Dumbo.

Donald Louis Mossi, nicknamed ‘Ears’, was born in St. Helena, CA on January 11, 1929. He began playing ball at an early age, like most talented players, and was signed with the Cleveland Indians right after high school. He was a left handed control pitcher, whose strike out to walk ratio was regular amongst the league leaders. He was given a spot in the Indians bullpen for the 1954 season. His major league debut came on April 17th of that year during an 8-1 loss to the Chicago White Sox. Mossi helped lead his team to the World Series that year. It was also the only World Series Mossi ever played in.
Don Mossi retired in 1965 with a career earned run average of 3.43, 101 wins, and 50 saves.

Don Mossi, my big eared Tiger.


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Sweet 62

While waiting for my husband to get out of his hour long shower, I decided to surf the web a bit in hopes that I would find some entertainment. Of course, I immediately went to YouTube, because although it pretty much sucks now, they still have a few videos that are to my liking.

Recently, I have discovered the SportsCenter commercials. The Big Papi, “Betrayl”, commercial is priceless and no matter how many times I have seen it, it never fails to make me fall out of my chair laughing. So, with that in mind, I searched SportsCenter commercials. One of the first on the list was this “Sweet 62” video, which can remind us all why we should never give something worth a lot, both in sentiment and money-wise, to a friend as a gift. Poor McGwire….

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The Definition Of A Hero

For many of you, when you think of the word hero, names like Babe Ruth, Mickey Mantle or even Lou Gehrig may come to mind. But what is in a hero exactly? What defines him? Is it his muscles? His speed? His stats? I am sure you are all expecting me to say that Derek Jeter is my hero, but for me it is beyond all that. My hero was my best friend, and yesterday I lost him. While it always hurts to lose someone you love, it cuts me deeply to lose this family member. Imagine having someone in your life that never once judged you. They were always there to make you smile and no matter how badly you treated them, they never left your side. Imagine having someone that no matter how much pain they were in, they tried to hold on as long as possible just so they could keep you happy for one more day. That’s what defines my hero. That’s who my best friend was, my Maxie.

I got Max as a gift from my dad when I had just turned 6 years old. Someone my dad worked with had a dog that had just had a litter of puppies and somehow conned my dad into taking one home. My mother threw a fit, but I got to keep him any way. I will always remember the trouble my little puppy caused. Chewing holes into the wall, chewing through the wire for the alarm, marking his territory all over the house….

Despite all these little things, I loved my dog. And I really must admit that for the last two years, I really didn’t give him the attention that he deserved. I rarely played with him and never took him for walks. I blame myself for getting so consumed in other things. For the last year, Max had a serious thyroid problem. He ate like a pig, but lost tons of weight, which made him look like a skeleton, but still had energy and still wanted to play. London and my husband loved Max and would play with him whenever they got the chance. But for the last couple of days, the dog that ate 3 large cans of dog food a day, ate nothing the entire day. Day after day, we would fill his bowl with fresh dog food, and the next morning, there it still sat… untouched. Monday evening, I went to pick up my son from my mother’s and for some reason I had the strongest urge to just go outside and spend time with my Max. He had no energy left and sat next to me on the floor by the pool. There we sat for what seemed like eternity, my best friend and I. He could barely move, he was so weak, but he turned to me and began to lick my hand. The next morning we found my Maxie laying on the floor next to his Dogloo and a bowl full of food. I just pray he had a painless death and went in his sleep.
Max gave me an amazing 15 years and I am so grateful for that. I just wish he could still be here. I can’t help but to be selfish.

Max, thanks for being amazing and beyond.
I love you.

“Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…. “

PS: I’m sorry everyone for straying away from baseball for this post. It’s been a pretty emotional two days and I wanted to pour it all out. Thanks for giving me your time.


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