While organizing, photographing and listing a number of baseball cards from 1972-1991 I recognized a look I saw all too much living in Chicago's Wicker Park neighborhood: The baseball cap and moustache combo.






Are today's too-cool-for-any-sports-other-than-riding-a-fixed-gear-to-the-bar hipsters actually influenced by late 20th century professional atheletes? Talk about irony.
-BLOCHEAD
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