Glory Days (Blogophilia 14.39)
A piece of cardboard
Slipped into a folder
As I walk up to the table
Two older men smile and hand out glossies.
Many years ago, they were on separate teams
Each a star in their own right
Locked in a race
For the most home runs hit.that year
I'm kind of nervous
Would he sign this?
And make twelve-year-old me happy
"Mr. Stargell?"
The grin lights up the room
"Willie." Holding out his hand
"Would you sign my card?"
He takes the card and shows the other man
"Hey, Hank. You recognize this young man?"
"You look good in that." He laughs
Another guy in the crowd pulls out his card
"Where have they all gone?"
"We kind of got old," Hank replied
Left them behind
"You boys have made our day."
They said as they gave us our cards back
And the free glossies.
We were happy.
Note-These are not my baseball cards. I sold my Stargell card not long after his death when a dealer gave me a decent (at the time) premium for it.
I had some cards of that era, a touching piece. Bravo ~Dave
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DeleteNice story. I never went to a card convention, but I did have a pretty good football/basketball card collection in my youth. I was never into baseball. Jay
ReplyDeleteThe funny thing was, it wasn't a card con. The Atlanta Braves were having a beginning of the season meet-n-greet at the Downtown Macy's store. I was working for the accounting office there at the time. Stargell was the pitching coach and Aaron worked in the front office and was usually available. For a kid who used to get busted with a transistor radio in his ears during class, this was great.
DeleteWow, what a thrill to meet and get a legend's autograph! Nice memory crafted into a poem. KUDOS, Earthling!
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