Reading Josh Wilker's memories of the 1976 White Sox's shorts in
Cardboard Gods ...
The whole team deserves a medal, in fact, for they and whoever had the
idea for the pose in the first place are embodying the greatest aspect
of the 1970s, one that goes hand in hand with its designation as the
age of embarrassment: no matter what might come your way, embrace it.
If you find yourself out in the middle of the action dressed in a shirt
with a preposterously huge collar and your afro bulging like Mickey
Mouse ears out from under your cap and your touchingly vulnerable knees
as visible as those of a skirt-wearing member of the flag squad,
embrace it. You only go around once, and most of that once is monotony
and sameness, so you might as well celebrate the glorious mistakes.
...finally prompted me to collect
a list of decent to outstanding independent baseball sources. You can find at the bottom of the list of Sox blogs (which seems to be in danger of thinning dramatically), on the right rail under "recommended reading."
Cardboard Gods, incidentally, is one of my favorite sites out there, and it would be even if it only featured the entry on
the 1980 White Sox "future stars." If you think my list is missing anything, let me know. I'm always up for reading.
Also, Scot Gregor has
a nice farewell piece on Art Kusnyer.