Remember when you were little and screamed at players for their autographs for a baseball game? “Mr. Puckett! Mr. Puckett! Dave! Dave Winfield! Can I have your autograph?”
Of course, all of the good players were too busy doing important things, like, you know, getting ready for a baseball game. Or drugs. But if you kept your chin up and kept yelling, someone eventually would come over and sign for you. You may never have heard of the guy, and even after getting him to scribble his name on your baseball you still didn’t know what you had, but it was better than walking away empty handed.
That guy was Keith Atherton.
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The Priceless Pursuit 
Who?
Having to my share of MLB games, obscure no-name middle relievers pretty much are the guys whose autographs you are guaranteed to get every time.
In hockey, that guy was Claude Loiselle for me. It’s funny, you don’t forget that stuff.
Joe, what are the chances of the exact Atherton card appearing just weeks apart on separate sarcastic blogs? A million-to-one? I honestly did not see this post of yours until now. We must be blog soul mates … or something.
http://mikekenny.blogspot.com/2011/02/classic-card-of-week_24.html
If not soul mates, there’s no arguing that at the very least we both have great minds.
Or something.