I’m never sure how far I really want to go into the realm of other sports ephemera.
I think I’ve established here that I’m not much of an autograph guy. Although a few of you on Twitter showing of autos from old Pirates have got me thinking about changing my ways.
I
have two signed balls.
They’re
rather important to me.
I
don’t keep an unsigned game-used ball around. I don’t keep bats, batting
gloves, jerseys, game worn anything etc.
I’ve
been cards and strictly cards since getting back into collecting in 2019.
But….
…yearbooks.
Let me back up a little bit. Two things happened over the last year or so that really got me into collecting yearbooks, specifically Pittsburgh Pirates yearbooks.
One.
I went home to Pittsburgh and my mom dumped these on me.
I
even liked all of the beer ads.
The 1987 yearbook is a favorite of mine. The franchise turned 100 in 1987, and that was the focus of the season. The yearbook itself has a nice gatefold cover and about thirty pages dedicated to Pittsburgh Pirates history.
For
me, the 1987 season was the beginning of things getting better for the Pirates.
The 1987 team contained the nucleus for the teams that would go on to win three
consecutive NL East Pennants.
You
know, these guys.
Then
the second things happened.
A
buddy of mine, the poet Scott Silsbe, sent me these in the mail.
Scott knows that I collect. He sometimes sends me Facebook messages featuring some of his old card collection. I guess he thought a guy like me would enjoy these bits of 1970s ephemera.
And
boy do I!
The
1973 Pirates yearbook is obviously a bittersweet keepsake. It’s the first seasonal
yearbook released after Roberto Clemente died. There’s a small tribute to him
in the beginning of the book.
I’m
either guessing we didn’t make a bigger deal of things back then, or else the
yearbook was pretty well put together by the time his plane crashed on December
31, 1972. In fact, Clemente is featured in action at the top of the cover of
the yearbook. In tribute? Or, again, because the cover had been designed months
before his tragic death. The scorecard is from 1972. I know this is a post
about yearbooks, and I’m not ready to go down the rabbit hole of collecting
scorecards, but this one is pretty damned special considering it is from the
1972 season. Roberto Clemente’s last.
The
scorecard was even filled in.
While
this was another pastime for my brother, my old man, and I at Pirates games, I haven’t
kept a scorecard in decades. And I no longer remember how. But I know that Willie Stargell had a pretty
crappy game that day.
Taking
these two instances into account, I started thinking that it would be an
interesting endeavor collecting Pirates yearbooks. Collecting sports ephemera
is akin to collecting history. Or it actually is collecting history. It’s how I
feel when I put sets together, or when I buy a bunch of Pirates team sets. History.
And I like history. My non-fiction reading is infused with books on history.
Mostly cultural or biography. I just
thought it would be fun to collect yearbooks.
Over
the Christmas holiday I was able to go to a few antique stores in the suburban
Pittsburgh area. At one of them I came across a dealer selling baseball cards
and other ephemera. He had two comic book boxes full of Pirates and Steelers
yearbooks. I ended up grabbing some Pirates yearbook from the early to
mid-1980s. 1981 to 1985 to be exact.
One
of the first things I did was open the 1982 yearbook.
Because
it is the last yearbook to feature Willie Stargell in it as a member of the
Pittsburgh Pirates.
Now,
there’s some history for you.
I
never owned that yearbook. And the yearbooks from 1982-1984 were new to me as
well. But when I went flipping through those comic book boxes, I was looking
for one yearbook specifically. The one yearbook that started it all for me.
The
1985 Pittsburgh Pirates yearbook.
Sure,
the 25th anniversary celebration of the 1960 World Series was a nice
addition.
But,
for me, the yearbook brough back another memory.
These.
Yes,
the first yearbook I ever bought had a team set for the 1985 Pittsburgh
Pirates. I was eleven back then and as nuts for cards as a kid could get. I
might’ve bought the yearbook because of the cards. I can’t honestly remember. And
I was so happy to see that the team set was still intact. It was obviously
owned by an adult, because I know 11-year-old me went right home after that
came and separated all of those cards from their perforation.
Not
too shabby for inserts circa 1985.
The
backs are a little bit plain.
I always found the set interesting because it features a card for Tim Foli, one of the stars of the 1979 World Series team.
Tim was traded from the Pirates in winter 1981 for Brian Harper, a guy you Twins fans out there might remember. Foli was traded back to the Pirates before the 1985 season, but his second tenure with the team would be short lived. Foli only played in 19 games that year, batting .189, before he was released in June.
This set is interesting too because it features my old buddy “Joggin’” George Hendrick.
George wasn’t very happy in Pittsburgh after
his trade from St. Louis for, you guessed it, Brian Harper. I don’t blame Joggin’
George for being unhappy in Pittsburgh. Pittsburgh was a miserable place to
play ball in 1985. The team stunk. The baseball drug trails were going on. The last
vestiges of the Fam-I-Lee wanted out. St. Louis ended up in the World Series in
1985. Not a good scene. But I liked this card because it was his first in
Pirates uniform that I’d seen, and Hendrick always seemed like a solid player
to me.
As
the season wore on, and it wore on, as the Pirates limped to a 57-104 record,
Joggin’ George got his wish and was traded to the California Angels along with disgruntled (rightfully so)
former 20-game winner John Candelaria.
But
not before Topps immortalized Joggin’ George’s time in The Burgh with a card in
their 1985 Topps Traded set.
That said, the desire to perforate and binder that 1985 set
still looms large in me almost forty years later.
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