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Clyde Wright, Cardboard God

Edgy DC Aug 22 2007 09:09 AM Edited 1 time(s), most recently on Aug 22 2007 08:25 PM

Good Lord, Cardboard Gods can make a guy want to write.

Edgy DC Aug 22 2007 10:54 AM

OK, maybe you disagree, then. Still these is the sort of reflections I need to underscore what makes a picture of Bruce Boisclair inneresting.

Johnny Dickshot Aug 22 2007 11:49 AM

He makes me want to give up writing.

Edgy DC Aug 22 2007 12:05 PM

Yeah, that too. My inability to correctly express that make me want to give up writing.

sharpie Aug 22 2007 12:15 PM

Yeah, but how are his song parodies?

cooby Aug 22 2007 12:20 PM

Johnny Dickshot wrote: He makes me want to give up writing. I think I'm more apt to give up reading.

Johnny Dickshot Aug 22 2007 04:17 PM

cooby wrote: ="Johnny Dickshot"]He makes me want to give up writing. I think I'm more apt to give up reading. Nah, Coobs, seriously you should read it. I mean, the whole thing. I got so into the Gods I went back to the beginning and read the entire blog chronologically. It's still less than a year old, you can do it.

cooby Aug 22 2007 05:20 PM

All right, point me to the beginning...

Johnny Dickshot Aug 22 2007 06:24 PM

Starts at the bottom of this page: [url]http://cardboardgods.baseballtoaster.com/archives/2006_09.html[/url] You have my OK if you start in November.

cooby Aug 22 2007 08:28 PM

David Clyde, I remember him! Why the end of November?

Edgy DC Aug 22 2007 09:24 PM

I think the author hits his stride then.

Edgy DC Aug 23 2007 09:35 AM

This is Wilker when he's just getting started. I'm sorry. How can this stuff not be a goldmine to a publisher (once they get reprint rights from Topps)? Paul Dade 2006-09-17 14:13by Josh Wilker Someone has just called Paul Dade's name. Let me offer an explanation for why the calling of his name seems to have produced this mixture in his expression of apprehension, anxiety, resentment, and perhaps a slight residue of muted curiosity. At the time of this picture, Paul Dade had shuttled back and forth between different major and minor league franchises 16 different times in 9 years. He'd been promoted, demoted, waived, claimed, released, signed, released again, and then, worst of all, had ended up on the Padres, oblivion's vestibule. Paul, I've got some news. Paul, step into my office. Paul, we have to talk. This picture catches Paul Dade on the brink of a 1980 season in which he would bat .189 and make an error on roughly every 8th ball hit his way. There are no records for Paul Dade beyond that season. Whoever just called his name will eventually call yours and mine.