I Helped My Parents Move and found a shoebox

They lived in the same house over 40 years and they packed away a box that I must have missed when I cleaned out my cards years ago. Oh, the memories and classic moments that are the 70's. Here we go:
Unfortunately, a lot of my other cards from the early 70's look like this:
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A few folks on television:

Some great names:

The best name:

Some guys that probably would have had a rough go if they didn't play football (name and look category)

A class of his own:

Some guys that wouldn't have said rough go:

One guy crossed over

God help me, these two shouldn't have been in the same box:

The Hair Club (or not)

Some of my favorite cards of all time (you can tell I was a Dolphin fan back then). Especially the Buoniconti, he looks huge!

I can't believe this wasn't marked up:

A true one-of-a-kind:

Washington definitely suited him better:

My two favorite QBs:

Sweetness and some other guy:

One of the all-time greats:

And finally, some random, goofy parting shots:
I know he's a kicker, but this just looks strange:

This is just plain strange looking

So is this:

And finally, who exactly is Mr. Hanburger?

I can't believe all these gems were in the same box. They also gave me my unopened case of '87 Topps baseball. Kind of wished they would have kept that one.
Good times,
Kurt
Unfortunately, a lot of my other cards from the early 70's look like this:


A few folks on television:

Some great names:

The best name:

Some guys that probably would have had a rough go if they didn't play football (name and look category)

A class of his own:

Some guys that wouldn't have said rough go:

One guy crossed over

God help me, these two shouldn't have been in the same box:

The Hair Club (or not)

Some of my favorite cards of all time (you can tell I was a Dolphin fan back then). Especially the Buoniconti, he looks huge!

I can't believe this wasn't marked up:

A true one-of-a-kind:

Washington definitely suited him better:

My two favorite QBs:

Sweetness and some other guy:

One of the all-time greats:

And finally, some random, goofy parting shots:
I know he's a kicker, but this just looks strange:

This is just plain strange looking

So is this:

And finally, who exactly is Mr. Hanburger?

I can't believe all these gems were in the same box. They also gave me my unopened case of '87 Topps baseball. Kind of wished they would have kept that one.
Good times,
Kurt
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WHOA! What's the deal with Tom Banks? Any relation?
Doug
Liquidating my collection for the 3rd and final time. Time for others to enjoy what I have enjoyed over the last several decades. Money could be put to better use.
You must send that Namath to PSA.
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Always looking for Topps Salesman Samples, pre '51 unopened packs, E90-2, E91a, N690 Kalamazoo Bats, and T204 Square Frame Ramly's
And finally, who exactly is Mr. Hanburger?
i think he the one with the flag in the backround
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Phillies of the 70's
I agree great thread!
Steve
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He was VERY popular in Hawaii.
Here is an ultra-classic Golden story from Sports Illustrated (2001).
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Where Are They Now? Golden Richards
Wondering whatever happened to the Cowboys receiver? We found him!
By Pete McEntegart
The following story originally appeared in the July 2, 2001-July 9, 2001 issue of Sports Illustrated.
Stick to the facts. Golden Richards. Dallas Cowboys receiver from 1973 to '78. Here he comes toward me. Bigger than I thought. The file says he played at 180; this guy cracks two bills with plenty of change. That hair is full-out gray, not gold. But these NFL guys live hard and age harder.
Let's back up. It's high noon, Wednesday, June 13. I'm at a Metro bus depot in Houston. Got a tip that Golden Richards is driving a city bus. Now he's joined me in a depot break room. Turns out Golden loves to talk, and not all of it makes sense. Typical football player, I'm thinking; one too many shots to the noggin. Still, good stuff here. Detailed stories about Landry, Staubach, Bullet Bob Hayes, Golden's game-clinching touchdown catch in Super Bowl XII. Tells me he loves the bus gig, loves "hearing the people on the bus just like I did with 70,000 fans cheering." Then, "I'm very blessed. I love being Golden Richards the bus driver, as well as being Golden Richards the football player." Print it. We swing by his supervisor's office. "The football industry definitely lost a great player," she gushes, "but I know the transit industry gained a great operator."
Now I'm waiting with Golden and the supervisor for my ride to the airport. He keeps talking, something about how he got his nickname. His real name is Gordon, he says, but when he said it as a kid it came out "Golden." Never heard that one. I notice his name tag reads GORDON RICHARDS JR. I mention that an SI item from '73 said Golden was his given middle name. Golden hems. Golden haws. "Yep, right, right," he says. "My real name is Gordon Golden Richards." Huh? Warning bells ring.
I stumble out into the Houston haze. Things don't add up. The guy says he's 51; Golden shouldn't be 51 until December. Next day, I call the supervisor, sweet-talk her into giving me the driver's date of birth. "Is it the same as the football player's?" she asks. No, ma'am.
I do some digging, make a few calls. That night I reach one John Golden Richards, 50, of Salt Lake City. He's been in Utah for 21 years. Divorced from his third wife, he mostly takes care of his two sons, ages 4 and 7. Sure, he says, guys used to pretend they were him back when he played, trying to make time with the ladies. But now? This Golden is still blond, still lean. He's had his struggles since leaving pro football--he was addicted to painkillers through the mid-'90s, and in 1992 he pleaded guilty to forging his dad's checks to buy pills--but he's fine now. And he's most definitely not a bus driver in Houston.
Back at Metro, word of the d.o.b. discrepancy reaches Tom Lambert, chief of the Metropolitan Transit Authority Police. Turns out that Gordon Marley Richards Jr. had been convicted on three counts of burglary in Freeport, Texas, in 1996. Worse, he's in violation of his parole. MTA police slap on the cuffs on June 19. For 24 hours, though, the news that goes out is,
EX-COWBOY CHARGED WITH PAROLE VIOLATION.
Gordon is sticking to his story.
By now I have just one more question. Why did Gordon do it? I call to ask. Machine picks up: "This is Golden's place. Leave a message after the beep. I'll get back with you in a Super Bowl moment."
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<< <i>We now have a 2nd Happy Feller sighting this week. >>
I might open my pack and pull my Happy Feller.
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Thanks for the smile.
Kiss me twice.....let's party.
<< <i>And finally, who exactly is Mr. Hanburger?
i think he the one with the flag in the backround >>
And why are the Queen's Buckingham Palace Guards serving as color guards for Old Glory?
Kiss me twice.....let's party.
If I was paying for one, they better be first class all the way.....