I like my Genes worn

A lot of us have a favorite pair of worn out (or worn in) blue jeans. I have this pair I refuse to get rid of, even though my wife has been bugging me for years. I have plenty of pairs of newer jeans, but I can't bring myself to toss them. We've been through a lot together.

I don't wear them to church or out to eat or anything, but I do wear them when I'm bumming around the house or around town. I love pairing them with this old, sweat-stained Yankees hat. I was once in a Lids cap store, and the manager offered to give me a new Yankees hat if I threw mine away right in front of him. I didn't take him up on the offer.

I also like a different kind of jeans worn in. Or genes, I should say. I'm not talking about hereditary traits, but rather baseball cards in the form of Gene Woodling, the former Yankees outfielder. I picked up my second Woodling this past week for under a buck, well, because it looks a lot like my jeans:

Yep, a 1951 Bowman. Serious surface wear. My first Woodling? Well, this:

 

Much nicer, but what would you expect? It's a year newer. I won't give up on older Gene, just because he's a little worn. I see him as comfortable.My blue jeans agree.