THE FLYING DUTCHMAN - AND THE BRAIN DEAD COLLECTOR (Honus Wagner Lives??)

You never saw Honus Wagner play baseball.

Most of us weren't even born when Honus Wagner stumbled into his 6 foot dugout and they shoveled dirt on his corpse.

"The Flying Dutchman" as he was known, was a star baseball player 100 years ago. Baseball's a game that means nothing to most people around the world, and in America has been eclipsed by football as the most-watched sport. For most people, old baseball players are like old silent movie actors. Who knows 'em and who cares? At least you might enjoy a silent movie...you can't even find a film clip on Honus Wagner.

But a few days ago, a souvenir card with The Dutchman's rather moronic looking face on it, sold for over 2 million dollars.

What douche bag bought that "Flying Dutchman" card?

The rich turd brain can stare at it for HOW long? Or is he one of those status-seeking ass-faced dolts who somehow made money sans creativity or class and needs to own shit to call attention to himself? As in: "Look at me, the drone who made a fortune with a chain of toilet repair shops...and I've got disposable income to waste..."

The mind of a "collector" is like a defective toilet. It's full of shit and the shit never gets flushed away. Well, not until this moron drops dead, and his precious card is sold off to some other moron. That's what these assholes don't understand. What they "own" will eventually be "owned" by SOMEBODY ELSE.

The other possibility here, is that the card was bought by an "investor." What a dummy. Less and less people know who Honus Wagner is. Less and less people care about a rare baseball card. It's rare...but it's a baseball card! A jewel is a better investment. So is real estate. So is a painting, but maybe consider one on black velvet because the culture is dumbing down and most people think Renoir is some kind of French douche in a bottle.

A brief paragraph on the extremely obvious: The buyer of the Honus Wagner card could've helped TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND people by dividing up that two million for them. Christ, Allah, and Mohamed! Think of how this guy could've been WORSHIPPED as a gift from God, or GOD himself, by giving so many people the small amount that changed their lives. A few thousand and an African can plant crops and get out of poverty. Some Kentucky toothless bastard buys dentures and a clean suit and gets that minimum wage job that makes the difference. Some Mexican goes to night school instead of joining a drug cartel.

Two million dollars for a piece of cardboard. Not even art. "The Flying Dutchman" in 1913 hit 3 home runs. In no year did he hit more than 10 (compared to the 60 from Babe Ruth). Wagner amused some baseball fans a hundred years ago by hitting a baseball. Big deal. Want to admire an old-time baseball player How about Lou Gherig, who faced death with such dignity that he became a legend around the world. His story was told in "Pride of the Yankees" starring Gary Cooper. Honsy is just one of hundreds of old-time uglies in the Hall of Fame at Cooperstown, who mean next to nothing to the people who visit. They come for Ruth and Gherig and the modern ones, NOT "The Flying Dutchman."

How much MORE money does the hemorrhoid who bought this card have to waste on more idiocy? You want rare? I'll wipe my ass on a Barry Bonds card for ya. It'll be a one-of-kind, I guarantee. A shit-for-brains who'd pay two million for a Honus Wagner card might buy just about anything.