Back in when I was young and single and would buy the occasional “adult magazine”, I’d joke with friends that I bought Playboy for the cartoons. Now I wouldn’t deny that I enjoyed — *ahem* — everything the magazine had to offer, but there was truth behind my joke because the cartoons were the reason I bought Playboy as opposed to other published “men’s entertainment”. Playboy always had a bunch of cartoons, and naturally they were raunchy… but man, they were often pretty damn funny.
The main reason I mention that is because I was recently at a show, looking through some cheap vintage cards, and I did something I’d never done before – I bought a couple of cards specifically because I liked the cartoons on the back.
First up is the cartoon for Lenny Green’s card. I think I’m developing a crush on “Sally”, the cartoon embodiment of the South Atlantic League of the 1950’s & 1960’s.
For anybody who’s seen the British TV show “Red Dwarf”, it’s kind of like Lister’s unnatural longing for a certain cartoon character… “This is crazy! Why are we talking about going to bed with Wilma Flintstone?”
I suppose you might want to see the front of the card, eh?
Without the cartoon on the back, this card is just a common I have no real connection to… other than being a 1965 Topps card, something you can never have enough of.
I love this next cartoon for its sheer goofiness:
I have a bit more of a connection to Klimchock than to Green; Lou Klimchock briefly played for my Mets in 1966, having a grand total of 5 pinch-hit AB’s. It may not have been much, but it got him a high-numbered card in a Mets uniform… and because that’s the way things go, that card pictures him fielding a ball, something he never actually did with the Mets.
Here’s what he looked like with the Milwaukee Braves. It’s mildly disappointing that he doesn’t actually have 6 arms.
These cards make me think one other thing: I’m really looking forward to 2014 Heritage.
Oh, before I end this, there was something else…
…not a big deal, just something I wanted to mention…
Today is the second anniversary of The Shlabotnik Report! Yay! Waiter, bring us a bottle of the finest Coca-Cola you have!
Rather than looking back or looking forward, I would just like to say “Thank you” to everybody who’s been reading and to everybody who’s left comments. In all honesty, it wouldn’t be any fun without you.