By David Berlin

After graduating law school and taking the bar exam this summer, I recently came home to live with my parents in suburban Philadelphia. Being temporarily domiciled in my childhood bedroom might not be optimal for getting the ladies, but at least I finally have time to document my collection of early to mid-‘90s sports memorabilia. My “No Fear” t-shirts, Starter winter jackets, and L.A. Gear light up shoes are all long gone, but a few priceless artifacts still remain.

First up – this vintage poster from 1997, celebrating the inaugural interleague baseball season.

The only surviving evidence that Travis Fryman ever existed.

Even though all six of these guys are still alive, doesn’t it kind of feel like you’re looking at a cave painting of ancient Egyptian pharaohs?

Next –my most treasured heirloom – an Allen Iverson poster from his rookie year.

Notice this AI in his pre-tattooed and cornrows youth

Say what you will about the Answer, but he was the real life Ron Tidwell – all heart.

Moving on, a Philadelphia Inquirer sports section dedicated to Flyers’ goalie Ron Hextall.

I actually barely remember Hextall’s career, because I didn’t really get into hockey until the Flyers got Eric Lindros around 1992. The only thing I ever knew about Hextall was that he was the first NHL goalie to score a goal, which was reason enough to give him this shrine on my wall for the next 20 years.

The Hextall photo is one of my oldest pieces, and my dad tells me when people come over to the house and and look into my room, the Hextall pic draws the most comments.

Here’s another classic – An early ‘90s Eagles poster featuring my favorite professional athlete of all time, #12 Randall Cunningham.

Sponsored by Kodak (bottom center). Does camera film still exist?

There are so many interesting things about this poster. #21 cornerback Eric Allen (top, center). The late #99 defensive tackle Jerome Brown (right, midway down). I still remember when Brown tragically died in a car accident at age 27. I was only 9 years old at the time. Head coach Rich Kotite (lower right corner). He was definitely the worst head coach of all time.  But no coach ever did more to de-popularize the overstuffed Starter jacket than Rich Kotite.  He was like the opposite and equal force counteracting NWA’s L.A. Raiders attempts to raise this fine garment to glory.  Isaac Newton would be proud.  And we cannot take that away from him.

I know what you’re thinking: “Sure he has an awesome old school Eagles poster, but does he have the accompanying ‘94 schedule poster?” Yes I do-

I miss those old uniforms

I hope you’ve enjoyed this walk down memory lane and I apologize if your hat blew off halfway through reading from the sheer force of amazingness coming from your computer screen.