The Infinite Baseball Card Set is a never-ending card set of baseball’s forgotten heroes: Negro League legends, barnstorming mercenaries, semi-pro sluggers, blacklisted bums, foreign phenoms, bush league oddballs, and the famous before they were famous.
For almost a century, baseball fans have viewed Buck Weaver in a sympathetic light; a victim of his by-gone age, an upholder of the old-school unwritten rule that a man never snitched on his friends… […]
When heckled by fans, the German-Americans in the stands would yell back “leave him alone, das ist unser Choe!” “Unser Choe” was German for “Our Joe,” pronounced in the dialect particular to Milwaukee. […]
It seemed like some crazed pulp magazine story, but it was really happening. The co-pilot was no match for the crazed passenger who now hammered on his body with ham-sized fists until he slumped to the cabin floor. Now nothing stood between him and the pilot. […]
He had been the best college pitcher in the nation, a player in the majors, a Tiger and a Cub, and featured in Life Magazine. Yet now, here he was back in the minors, about to bite the head off a parakeet… […]
This piece was originally written some 15 years ago. For those that wonder about my use of the number “21” in many of my illustrations and book titles, the answer is found here… […]
After surviving WWII, Eddie Waitkus resumed his baseball career only to be shot by a deranged fan. His shooting and recovery is believed to be the inspiration for Roy Hobbs in the book and film The Natural. […]
On this day in 1922, half of the eight Black Sox players embarked on what they thought would be a lucrative tour of the Midwest. Little did they know that disgruntled fans, bad weather and broken teeth awaited them… […]
This new series will pick up where most history books end, for these ballplayers did not disappear into obscurity, but continued to play the game they betrayed—far beyond the reaches of Major League Baseball in the murky world of Outsider Baseball. Some continued playing ball as a mercenary-for-hire on small town teams, while others plied their trade alongside other notorious baseball outcasts in outlaw leagues in frontier mining towns of the Southwest. […]
The boys of G Company probably didn’t care much about the reason why the Germans still fought them tooth and nail, but each man had had his life interrupted and shipped halfway around the globe to stop an evil that was threatening to swallow the whole world. […]
He was bombastic, flamboyant, a genius when sober, brilliant when he had one drink and a raving lunatic when he had too many. With the energy and recklessness of a Category 5 hurricane, Larry MacPhail got stuff done. […]