another Marv Throneberry

Rockford IL

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When I was a kid, I collected baseball cards. You couldn't buy a complete set; you bought a pack with five cards and a terrible stick of gum for a nickel. I was, and still am, a White Sox fan. Whenever I got a pack, I'd hope to God I got a Jim Landis, or a Luis Aparicio, or the Holy Grail (for ME), Nellie Fox. Cub cards were OK, too, because I could trade them for Sox cards I didn't have. But it seemed like every damned pack I bought had a Marv Throneberry, they ended up clipped to my bike to make pretend motorcycle sounds. As I watch the Mar a Lago search saga unfold, I keep waiting for the answer from Trump from that's AT LEAST a Cub card. But all I get are Marv Throneberry's.