White Sox fans and owners of the 1983 Fleer set will be interested to know that Ron Kittle is alive and blogging. Only one post up in the last month — that being from yesterday, where he tells us that he’s in Belgium, consulting with Belgian (Belgi? Belgi?) baseball coaches. Not sure exactly what he’s teaching them, but he seems to be having fun:

They were a good bunch of guys, and my Friend Pete and I did a little sight seeing also, despite the frigid weather, they say it was the coldest ever, and who am I to say different..they speak Dutch, French and Flemish? And I don’t care what anyone says, hearing someone speak French to you is pretty cool, so friendly, heck they might have been making fun of me!!!! but it sounded cool anyway.

How do you say “.306 career OBP” in French?

OK, that was unnecessarily mean. I apologize. It’s just that when I was 10 years old I traded a Wade Boggs rookie for a Kittle rookie because, well, because I was an idiot, that’s why. I shouldn’t take it out on Ron. I should take it out on Brian Young of Flint, Michigan, in whose basement the trade went down.

(thanks to ShysterBall International Correspondent Ron Rollins for the heads up)

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You spent time in the basement trading cards, and now you’re a blogger.

I see another aspect of the Grand Unification Theory rearing its ugly head here.