
I am sad to say I never grew up knowing the Washington Senators.
My father did. And his father. They tell me stories of the old days of RFK and the legendary Hondo and his moonshots to the upper deck (where one landed in the empty seat in front of my father’s, but sadly he was up to use the bathroom when it landed). There are, I am sure, others who remember before that even. But me? I will never know what those old days of the Washington Senators felt like as much as I would like to. That is why I think it is important to hear the stories from the old timers– or at least collect their relics.
I was going through my father’s old baseball collection recently (I’m trying to restore and preserve it. It is one of the most precious items I own) and I came across these little “booklets” from Topps. I think they came in card packs, I’m not totally sure, but there are 24 mini-comics, corny little comics turning ballplayers into larger than life characters. I know little about them at this time or if they are worth anything, but my father managed to collect eight of the twenty-four comics. Imagine my surprise when I uncovered Washington Senator Mike “SuperJew” Epstein’s comic.
If you don’t remember or know the “SuperJew”, from Mike Epstein’s Wiki:
The first baseman was noted as a strong power hitter who did not hit for a high batting average, though he walked (and was hit by pitches) so often that he finished with a respectable career .359 on base percentage…
He had arguably his best season in 1969 with the Senators, when in only 403 at bats he hit 30 home runs (9th in the American League), had 85 Runs Batted In, and hit for a respectable .278 batting average (and .347 with runners in scoring position) with an excellent .414 on base percentage and .551 slugging percentage. He was 4th in the league in hbp (10), and hit a home run every 13.4 at bats. He was 25th in voting for the American League MVP. This was also the only year in which the reconstituted Senators finished above .500.
So that is the SuperJew. And here is his comic in full. (Thanks, Dad.)





It must have been great being a baseball player back in the day. You sprung from plants like some sort of super mutant and got comic books made out of you. Man-Jesus, what a life!








