Like many men I am a sucker for sports memorabilia fueled nostalgia. It would not be a stretch to say that I have been bitten by the collecting bug and chasing down relics from the past seems like a perfectly logical pursuit to me. Whether it stems from my desire to cobble together the memories I shared with my grandfather or is the result of some yet unnamed disorder, I plan to collect a game used bat for every Red Sox position player from 1975 to 1986. Those seasons bookend the summers I spent with my grandfather and were dramatic, often lamented heart breakers for long suffering Red Sox fans.
And so begins my quest ... for 83 bats.