When I was little my favorite baseball player (yes, coming even before Kirby Puckett) was Mookie Wilson. He was the most wonderful baseball player a small person could ask for: his name was Mookie, and he was once on Sesame Street. When my brother and I would play the baseball card draft game that he and my father would always play (and thus I wanted to play because Joe Jr. was my hero), it was guaranteed that I would draft Mookie if he was in the pack. (And if he wasn't, my next choice would be a Twin, followed by a Met [since that was Mr. Mookie's team].) (And if he was and my brother tried to be a brat and draft him, I probably cried, and with me being 9 years younger, he always had to give in.)Well, my dad still occassionally buys old cards at garage sales and antique stores just because. And while looking through a 1990 pack the other day, he came across my beloved Mookie Wilson. Not the perfect card, since by 1989 Mookie was no longer with the Mets, but still, it's Mr. Mookie. And so, my dad pulled it out of the stack to give to me when he saw me later. And so, I now have a Mookie Wilson card propped up on my dresser. Thank you, Daddy!
5 comments:
Didn't you also draft any player from a bird team?
:D How did you find a Mr. Mookie clip? That's so exciting!
not any bird team, just the cardinals cuz they're prettiest
and i'm just that good :)
i was trying to find the one where someone actually says, 'hey, mr. mookie!' but i couldn't. but this is still mr. mookie, so it's still fun.
aww, how sweet :)
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