Showing posts with label Rescued from THE BOX. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rescued from THE BOX. Show all posts

Thursday, March 5, 2026

Rescued from THE BOX - Ep. 4

     *channels British accent*

    'Welcome back to the next installment of Rescued from THE BOX, where a half-insane card collector acts as though cardboard boxes and baseball cards are alive and sentient, and hallucinates action-packed battle scenes with said cardboard box.'

    

    Last time I saw THE BOX I freed Rafael Montalvo's 1991 Bowman card. The mission of freeing every card from a life of mediocrity is a slow one, but one worth undertaking.

    THE BOX contented itself with making a mess of the room I keep all my cards in. That definitely has nothing to do with me. In fact, when I walked into the room my eyes disintegrated and fell in two small powdered piles on the floor. THE BOX's first attack was successful.

    Thankfully, eyeballs grow back, and I was able to see THE BOX as it lunged at me. Since it has no means of propulsion, it was an awkward fall. 

    My laugh may have sounded too confident as I tried in vain to humiliate my foe. THE BOX has no emotions, as I found out. We rumbled the way comic book superheroes do with their arch-nemeses. Whenever a hit was landed giant words magically popped up, such as 'BANG!' and 'POW!'

    Eventually, human limbs triumphed over cardboard edges and I wrenched open THE BOX's black hole-like maw and pulled a card out before it clamped upon my arm. The paper cut was so deep I had to make a tourniquet with a shirt that was lying on the floor. Who knew cardboard could be so deadly?

    After I had taken care of my battle wounds, I saw the card that had been rescued.












    Another '91 Bowman card, this time of Floyd Bannister!

   The expression on Bannister's face as he delivers this pitch would intimidate any batter of the era. 
    
    Floyd Bannister played 15 seasons in the majors from 1977-1992 (he pitched in Japan in 1990). In 431 career games (363 starts), Bannister pitched to a 134-143 record and a 4.06 ERA in 2388 innings. He was an all-star with the Mariners in 1982 when he went 12-13 with a 3.43 ERA and led the league with 209 strikeouts.
    
    Bannister made one postseason appearance, with the White Sox in 1983. He threw six innings and allowed three runs as Chicago fell to the Orioles, 3-1.

    Floyd has three children, all of whom followed in their daddy's footsteps. His son Brian pitched for the Mets and Royals for five seasons, where in 117 games (114 starts), he went 37-50 with an ERA of 5.08. Floyd's other two sons, Brett and Cory, both pitched in college. Brett played one season in the minors in the Mariners organization.

    I'm glad to have freed Floyd Bannister's 1991 Bowman card from the clutches of THE BOX and to have learned a little bit more about him.  

    Thanks for checking out the blog today, have a wonderful rest of the week, and happy collecting!

Monday, February 23, 2026

Rescued from THE BOX - Ep. 3

    Usually when people speak of action, you think of buff criminals with giant biceps speeding up the sides of tall buildings in motorcycles with a katana in one hand and a coke in the other. 

    Not stealing baseball cards out of boxes. 

    Last time I had a run-in with THE BOX I was able to rescue Greg Olson's 1992 Fleer card. THE BOX hadn't shown his face around the house until this morning.

    It seemed to sense that I was approaching. And it was angry. It's difficult to describe what it's like to have an inanimate object angry at you, because it's not possible. 

    Clearly THE BOX wanted to have a rematch with me. The deal was simple; if I win, I get another card. If it wins, sorry Greg Olson. 

    Fortunately for me, humans have fancy things like arms and legs, and brains. Boxes are just awkwardly shaped rectangular prisms that imprison baseball cards. But hey, I won't turn THE BOX down, especially if it means saving another card from it's evil clutches.

    THE BOX lunged at me. Typical first move. I channeled my inner buff motorcycle guy and dodged it before pinning THE BOX against the wall. Then, prying it's mouth open I was able to save one card before it slammed shut on my hand.

    Getting bitten by a cardboard box is more painful than you'd think. Mostly emotional pain though, because you wonder how on earth an inanimate object without teeth can bite you.

    Anyway, after this ordeal THE BOX snuck back into the closet it came from to nurse its battle wounds and defeat me when we meet again. Pfft. Like that'll happen.

    I looked in my hand to see which of THE BOX'S captives I had saved from a life of mediocrity. And it was none other than....











    1991 Bowman Rafael Montalvo!

    The card has a simple picture framesque design. Nothing too spectacular. Montalvo has a great smile on his face as he poses for this picture. 

    Montalvo threw one career game in the majors, well before this card was made, in 1986. He threw one inning, giving up a hit and walking two while allowing one earned run, pitching the Houston Astros. He made two of the inning's outs on comebackers.

    After his extremely brief 1986 season, Rafael played in the minors through 1991 with the Angles, and then again in 1995, playing for the Dodgers organization. He is depicted on Baseball Reference with the Angels, though he never played in the major leagues with the club.



    In 537 minor league contests (12 seasons), Montalvo pitched to a 47-33 record in 537 recorded games. His ERA in the minors is not known. 

    In 2007 he was a pitching coach in the Tampa Bay Devil Rays system.

    I'm glad to have freed Rafael Montalvo's card from the imaginary hands of THE BOX. Freeing a card is always a good chance to learn both about the set it's from and the player on the card.

    Until next time, have a great week, thanks for reading, and happy collecting!

Saturday, January 31, 2026

Rescued from THE BOX - Ep. 2

     I walked into a room to grab something, minding my own business, when I found THE BOX staring back at me. I knew what it held imprisoned, and the faint sound of baseball cards crying out for help batted my eardrums. I had but one choice.

    I sprung into action, grabbing THE BOX by the maw and pulling it open. THE BOX put up quite the fight - it was clear he wanted to keep his captives. A struggle led to me pulling one card free before THE BOX escaped back into the closet from whence it came.

    Battered and bruised on the floor I sat, with the card I rescued next to me. Then I realized I didn't even know who it was I had saved! I looked to my side to see none other than...








...1992 Fleer Greg Olson!

    The expression on Olson's face is golden. It looks as though he just hit the ball, startling Homer the Brave (their mascot in '92), knocking him off the top of the dugout and into the nachos of an unsuspecting opposing fan.

    As for 1992 Fleer, I think it's a decent design as far as Fleer goes. It holds a respectable score of 6.2/10 on TCDB. The names, though sideways, are nice and easy to read, though under bad lighting the player's first name can get a little bit iffy.

    Greg Olson played five seasons and 414 games in the majors, all but three of which coming with the Braves. He accumulated 309 hits and a .242/.317/.342 slash line. Greg was an all-star in 1990, when in 100 games he batted .262/.332/.379 with 7 home runs. He holds a .798 career OPS in the postseason (16 games).

    
    I'm glad to save Greg Olson's 1992 Fleer card from the clutches of THE BOX. Don't worry Greg, I shall free the rest of your friends.

    Thanks for checking out the blog, have a great rest of the weekend, and happy collecting!

Sunday, January 25, 2026

Rescued from THE BOX - Ep. 1

     THE BOX may sound intimidating - and if you're a little baseball card in this big world, it certainly is. You can get lost in a prison of cardboard, surrounded on all sides by fellow cards similar to yourself, doomed to an existence of lying sideways and never being appreciated.

    I've started to sympathize with my little cardboard buddies. Too long have I left them forlorn in the wasteland of a box, burdened with the fate of being ignored for years to come and eventually given to future generations, who will probably place them in the spokes of their hoverboards or whatever they'll be riding then.

    

    Okay, okay hold up. Perhaps that's slightly dramatic. Nevertheless, I thought it would be a fun undertaking if the cards residing in one of my boxes that usually doesn't see much light could be 'rescued' and then featured on a post dedicated to that specific card and the player depicted on it.

    I've found some pretty cool cards while sifting through these boxes, and while many of the cards being rescued likely won't be too special, at least I'll remember that I own them.

    Every other week (or whenever I feel like it lol) one lucky card will be saved from THE BOX and featured on Don Cardwell. This is the chance of a lifetime if you're a Topps card from the 1980s or a '90s Upper Deck or Fleer card.

    Now let us behold the torturous prison our little heroes have been trapped in as they await their salvation. It has many names: The Void, The Depository of Dejection, The Black Hole - but I have twice already called it by its name most relatable to card collectors: THE BOX





    As you can see, Dean Palmer is a victim of the perilous Packaging Tape of Terrors Untold. Don't worry Dean, we shall free you soon!

    Clearly I have a lot of work to do in order to save all these cards from a life of mediocrity and insignificance. 

    I can tell I'm going to have a lot of fun writing this series on the blog. And I hope y'all have fun reading it. Tune in soon for the freeing of the first card. Until then, have a great week, stay safe out in the crazy weather, and happy collecting!