Showing posts with label 1976 Topps. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1976 Topps. Show all posts

Sunday, November 24, 2019

From the Favorites Box: John Candelaria, 1976 Topps #317

A series where I post some thoughts about favorite cards. Previous cards in the series are available here.

Have a look at Brooklyn-born pitcher John Candelaria on his rookie card:




I think I see a little bit of that New York swagger.

He's looking down toward the camera lens (all 6-foot-7 of him), pounding his fist into that mitt, head tilted, hair whipping in the breeze.

It's a look that's sometimes mistaken for cockiness, or a bad attitude. And let's be fairwith some New Yorkers that's exactly what it is. But I don't think that's the case here. What you're seeing instead is a combination of confidence and youthfulness.  

Try and hit this pitch. 

Let's say you're stepping into the batter's box right now. Regardless of what you say to young Candelaria theretrash talk, psych-outs, put-downs, whatever you could do to take him off his gameyou just get the feeling that he's going to throw the next pitch right past you anyway.

And the very next year, 1977, he sure did prove it.

The youngster would go 20-5 with 133 strikeouts, 6 complete games, and a league-leading 2.34 ERA. Such a dominant performance earned him a spot on the National League All-Star team. And just two years later he'd move beyond All-Star status, playing an important role in bringing the Championship to Pittsburgh.

"The Candy Man" would start Game 1 of the 1979 NLCS against the Cincinnati Reds, pitching seven strong innings to help his Pirates to a win. His team would also take the next two games to sweep the Reds right out of the playoffs.

Then in Game 6 of the World Series, with the Pirates down to the Baltimore Orioles 3 games to 2, Candelaria took the mound. He threw six great innings of shutout ball, earning a big win to keep the Pirates in the Series. The next day his team would take Game 7 and the Championship.

Despite that early-career success, though, Candelaria would never get back to that high ground of a Championship. And after about 10 seasons in Pittsburgh, the second half of his career resembled that of a journeyman. Angels, Mets, Yankees, Expos, Twins, Blue Jays, Dodgers, and then back to the Pirates for one final season.

But all told, in 19 years of Major League ball Candelaria went 177-122 with a 3.33 ERA, 54 complete games, and 1,673 strikeouts. Not too shabby.

And he probably still has some of that late-'70s New York swagger. I mean, just look at his mitt again. Zoom in on the pinky finger. 




It has "CANDY" written across it in big, bold letters.

For providing us with a glimpse of what it's like to be a care-free, talented 21-year-old pitcher in the big leagues, 1976 Topps #317 has a spot in my box of favorite cards.

Sunday, August 18, 2019

Gunslinger at Third

Today's custom card features an actor who could sling bullets with the best of them, and was inspired by a baseball player who could catch bullets (the baseball kind) just as proficiently.

Here's the original card:


1976 Topps #169, Graig Nettles


When you look at that glare on the face of Mr. Nettles, does a particular actor come to mind? If not, here are some clues:

One of his well-known characters rode into a dusty town looking for a fistful of dollars.

And then after that, for a few dollars more.

You might call one of the other characters he portrayed a little . . . dirty.

Got it yet?

Here's the answer:





It didn't take long to find a comparable image of Clint Eastwood. As for the text, I decided to leave the "3rd Base" and "Yankees" designations alone, because who doesn't grin when they think of Clint Eastwood actually playing third base?

I mean, would you hit a line drive at him? Not sure I would. Because that might upset him. And you know the next time he's up at bat the pitcher is going to be too scared to pitch, and will gladly issue an intentional walk. 

Once Clint reaches first base he'll call over to you (you're a middle infielder) and ask if you're feeling lucky. Then he'll immediately steal second, but instead of sliding into the bag he'll just plow right into you and knock you over. And then, perched on second base, he'll look down at you disdainfully with those steely eyes, just like Graig Nettles is staring down a fictitious pitcher on his card. Look at both of them again. Either man could be thinking, Go ahead, make my day.

But wait, there's more.

As it's become the norm here with custom cards of actor-dopplegangers, I've made a second version using a different picture and revised text.






I thought the all-star badge doubled seamlessly as a police badge, so an image of Inspector Harry Callahan was the natural choice.

For the text, I switched the AL abbreviation to CA for California (because I figure if Harry Callahan "played" for the San Francisco Police Department, the team would be part of the California League).

The first image of Mr. Eastwood is from A Fistful of Dollars. (Cowboy hat replaced with a baseball cap.) The second image is of course from the Dirty Harry film. 

These customs are a lot of fun. I've created enough now to catalog them on a separate page here at Nine Pockets. You can see them all here.

Hope you're enjoying the series. Thanks as always for reading.