Phun Phrom the Phillies Room

Ok, first of all. Why is it that whenever I talk about the Phillies, I feel compelled to spell every word that should have an “f” with a “ph” but I don’t do that when I talk about a phone?

I recently received a great shipment of cards from Jim, the keeper of the fine blog The Phillies Room. It wasn’t exactly a trade. Basically I periodically send him all my Phillies cards, and he does the reverse with his Red Sox cards. It’s a great arrangement. Especially when cards show up in my mailbox like the ones he just sent over. Let’s have a look, shall we?

We’ll start off with the trader. Yes, I said trader. He traded his Red Sox uniform for one covered in those weird pinstripes. You might also say he traded his soul for a big check. As for the “traitor” that some people thought Sox fans were trying to call him? I don’t see it. The Sox offered him vastly less money than the Yankees. Red Sox fans were always distant with him, since we all knew he was leaving. And, fans generally gave him a hard time when he missed time with a broken rib and separated shoulder. So, not sure where he owed fans anything, or should have any loyalty to the team or city. This card is just a nice reminder of the two rings he earned in Boston. And, look how shiny!

Speaking of which, this Jonny Gomes card has a nice sheen to it as well. I especially like this card because I happened to be at this game. It’s always nice when a card can have a personal connection like that.

The  Boggs definitely does not have a sheen to it. But, that’s kind of the point. It's supposed to have that old-time feel to it. Great looking card.

Of course, if you read The Phillies Room regularly, or follow it on Twitter or like it on Facebook (and, frankly, I have no idea why you wouldn’t do all three) then you’ve already seen this card. It’s a beautiful card of a Red Sox pitcher who, I admit, I had never heard of. But, it’s a low print run on-card autograph. It could be of the batboy, and I’d be thrilled. After all, I’ve spent money on a sticker autograph of a Red Sox scout.

Which really comes to the only bad part of the little arrangement I have with Jim. It might take me a while to acquire something comparable to that piece of greatness. Hope he’s patient.

Thanks again to the Phillies Room!