Calling ticket experts! - holy grail find?

[Baseball Rarities]

Originally Posted by conor912

Would someone mind defining a proof, exactly?

Either a ticket that was never meant to be used or a ticket for a game that was never played.

[Scott Garner]

Originally Posted by Baseball Rarities

Either a ticket that was never meant to be used or a ticket for a game that was never played.

+1 Also true

[rlevy]

World Series proof tickets were also given to ushers at Dodger Stadium during the 1963 and 1965 World Series so that they would know what legitimate tickets looked like. I received a couple of these from an usher who worked there then.

Rick

[EYECOLLECTVINTAGE]

Originally Posted by rlevy

World Series proof tickets were also given to ushers at Dodger Stadium during the 1963 and 1965 World Series so that they would know what legitimate tickets looked like. I received a couple of these from an usher who worked there then.

Rick

YES. See this thread is quickly becoming extremely educational!

[Shoeless Moe]

This thread reminds me more of Resevoir Dogs:

Mr. Pink: Hey, why am I Mr. Pink?
Joe: Because you're a f----t, alright?
Mr. Pink: Why can't we pick our own colors?
Joe: No way, no way. Tried it once, it doesn't work. You get four guys all fighting over who's gonna be Mr. Black, but they don't know each other, so nobody wants to back down. No way. I pick. You're Mr. Pink. Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow.
Mr. Brown: Yeah, but Mr. Brown, that's a little too close to Mr. Shit.
Mr. Pink: Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. How 'bout if I'm Mr. Purple? That sounds good to me. I'll be Mr. Purple.
Joe: You're not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. Your Mr. PINK.
Mr. White: Who cares what your name is?
Mr. Pink: Yeah, that's easy for your to say, you're Mr. White. You have a cool-sounding name. Alright look, if it's no big deal to be Mr. Pink, do you wanna trade?
Joe: Hey! NOBODY'S trading with ANYBODY. This ain't a goddamn, f-cking city council meeting, you know? Now listen up, Mr. Pink. There's two ways you can go on this job: my way or the highway. Now what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?
Mr. Pink: Jesus Christ, Joe, f-cking forget about it. It's beneath me. I'm Mr. Pink. Let's move on.
Joe: I'll move on when I feel like it... All you guys got the goddamn message?... I'm so goddamn mad, hollering at you guys I can hardly talk. Pssh. Let's go to work.

[Scott Garner]

Originally Posted by Shoeless Moe

This thread reminds me more of Resevoir Dogs:

Mr. Pink: Hey, why am I Mr. Pink?
Joe: Because you're a f----t, alright?
Mr. Pink: Why can't we pick our own colors?
Joe: No way, no way. Tried it once, it doesn't work. You get four guys all fighting over who's gonna be Mr. Black, but they don't know each other, so nobody wants to back down. No way. I pick. You're Mr. Pink. Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow.
Mr. Brown: Yeah, but Mr. Brown, that's a little too close to Mr. Shit.
Mr. Pink: Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. How 'bout if I'm Mr. Purple? That sounds good to me. I'll be Mr. Purple.
Joe: You're not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. Your Mr. PINK.
Mr. White: Who cares what your name is?
Mr. Pink: Yeah, that's easy for your to say, you're Mr. White. You have a cool-sounding name. Alright look, if it's no big deal to be Mr. Pink, do you wanna trade?
Joe: Hey! NOBODY'S trading with ANYBODY. This ain't a goddamn, f-cking city council meeting, you know? Now listen up, Mr. Pink. There's two ways you can go on this job: my way or the highway. Now what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?
Mr. Pink: Jesus Christ, Joe, f-cking forget about it. It's beneath me. I'm Mr. Pink. Let's move on.
Joe: I'll move on when I feel like it... All you guys got the goddamn message?... I'm so goddamn mad, hollering at you guys I can hardly talk. Pssh. Let's go to work.

Awesome movie & awesome dialogue! A classic!

[TUM301]

O K O K, speaking of tickets, "they sold him his tickets ALREADY torn in half" ! Poor poor Eddy................