If you haven't figured it out (and you probably haven't), this blog is dedicated to the the lost souls of bygone eras, the ballplayers of yesteryear who brought us so much enjoyment and put smiles on our faces. Or maybe just it's fun to say their names.
This blog is dedicated to the men who shaped lives, inspired, made or broke fantasy baseball teams on notebook paper, and probably routinely batted .250. This blog is about stirrup socks, bespectacled relievers, gratuitous mustaches, and majestic mulleted manes that spew forth from the back of an Expos batting helmet.
This is baseball. At least the way I remember it. Play ball.