Once upon a time I cared about the All-Star game. Somewhere in a garbage dumpster in heaven, my old VHS tapes of All-Star games from 1985-1993 are gathering dust. It was the one time that you could see all the stars of the game, hence the All-Star game. In 1984, I was there in person at the old wind-bowl known as Candlestick Park to see guys I read about or whose baseball cards I collected. Back then, you rarely saw […]

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