Saturday, March 26, 2011
Despite what the Mrs. thinks, I would not be star struck if I ever met a Major League player, unless it was Cliff Lee. Or Tony Gwynn. Maybe Mike Piazza. Probably Darryl Strawberry. Nelson Cruz? Yeah, ok him too. And yeah, definitely Michael Young and Josh Hamilton and Ian Kinsler and Elvis Andrus. Of course, Stan Musial. Willie Mays? Who wouldn't. It goes without saying, Albert Pujols and Ichiro and Derek Jeter. But no one else. Except David Wright. And Bob Gibson.
I will concede however, I might get a little giddy if I ever ran into Brett Eibner. Not only is he a highly rated prospect, he is the author of one of the great Razorback baseball moments of all time. I vividly remember jumping off the couch when he hit the above home run a few years ago in the College World Series.
I was also excited he was drafted by the Royals, meaning he will likely come through the AA affiliate in NW Arkansas at some point. From what I hear, that may come sooner rather than later. I wonder if we'll become friends and hang out...
So when his first trading cards came out I spied one I couldn't do without:
My wife asked if I was going to sleep with this card under my pillow. I couldn't believe the gall. Like I would do that... Not until I get that sucker tucked away in a 130 pt. magnetic snap case, baby doll. Remember the name baseball fans. I think this guy is going to be a star. And my future buddy.