Poor People Largely Choose To Be That Way

ADDENDUM, 7/11: Read the comment below. The idiot who caught Derek Jeter’s 3000th hit is “a couple of hundred thousand in debt.” Too bad he can’t sell lipid deposits on the open market.

It’s one thing to misplace a winning lottery ticket worth 7 digits, and never find it in the one-year window to claim your prize. It’s something far different to have the ticket in your possession and willingly hand it over to the person you bought it from.

The man in the photo who hasn’t spent the last 16 years having non-stop sex with supermodels is Christian Lopez. On Saturday he caught the ball with which Derek Jeter tallied his 3000th hit.

How much is that ball worth?

Of the twenty-eight 3000th hits in history, only Wade Boggs’s in 1999 and Jeter’s were home runs (and thus could be caught by fans.) The husky gentleman who caught Boggs’s gave it back, too. So 3000th hit balls are difficult to price, given that apparently all of them are with the guys who hit them or their descendants.

Baseball’s two traditional career milestones for non-pitchers are 3000 hits and 500 home runs. There are 28 players with 3000 hits, 25 with 500 home runs, giving us something approaching a basis for comparison. The last guy to hit 500 home runs was Gary Sheffield, who’s nowhere near as famous as Jeter, and sure enough, the guy who caught Sheffield’s 500th home run ball also returned it.

The last player of Jeter’s fame to hit 500 home runs was his boyfriend teammate, Alex Rodriguez. Finally, we’ve got a price: that ball sold for $103,579 last year.

The memorabilia market has fallen somewhat since then, but on the other hand Jeter’s would have been the only 3000th-hit ball available for purchase (at least until Tony Gwynn sells his and uses the proceeds to buy a week’s supply of Twinkies.) So let’s call it a $100,000 ball, and forget that 12 years ago some idiot paid 30 times more than that for a chunk of $8 cowhide. (Which still isn’t the highest price anyone’s ever paid for a baseball.)

Christian Lopez gave something worth $100,000 to a guy who’s made $200 million in his career, but it’s not as if Lopez is walking away with nothing. The Yankees and Jeter gave him:

  • suite tickets for the rest of the season ($9,250)
  • 4 front-row seats for yesterday’s game ($1,200)

And the following items, signed by Jeter:

  • 3 bats (about $600)
  • 3 balls ($450 or so)
  • 2 jerseys ($800, given what they’re selling for on eBay)

That’s officially $12,300 in swag, but that figure comes with an asterisk. The tickets, bats, balls and jerseys cost the sellers virtually nothing. The seats were presumably already sold to a corporate sponsor, whom the Yankees will give a bump to. The jerseys, bats and balls cost the team no more than a couple hundred bucks, but Jeter making ink come out of a Sharpie magically enhances the items’ “worth”.

The first two items on that list have no lasting value, and the remaining ones have no utility. Also, their value is determined largely by speculation. In other words, despite their positive price tags, the items that Christian Lopez received were what we here at Control Your Cash would not classify as assets. (It’s right there on page 8 of the book, which you really need to buy.)

We define an asset a little differently than accountants do. To us, an asset is something you own that will help your net worth grow. Baseball tickets, enjoyable and worthwhile as they might be, only help your net worth grow if you sell them. Same deal with game paraphernalia, but at least the latter will last indefinitely. By the most generous of estimates, Christian Lopez sold a legitimate asset for 12¢ on the dollar. Most people take a while to watch their assets lose 88% of their value. Lopez did it in barely an hour.

The reactionary response to this is “karma”. Lopez will enjoy some transcendent benefit, even greater than the $88,000 he lost, by marginally enriching a multimillionaire.  If karma exists, an example of it would be having a prohibitively expensive baseball land in your lap in the first place. Giving it away is insanity. (For an example of karma, regard the grounds crew worker who caught the Mark McGwire ball later deemed to be worth $3 million, and returned it to McGwire. He now works as a public defender, representing people who steal purses from old ladies.)

Stay alive long enough, and eventually you’ll receive a windfall – whether from a obliging housing market, a dead uncle, or a washed-up shortstop. Knowing what to do with that windfall – or at least not discarding it – is what separates the wealthy from the witless.

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In 2007, Barry Bonds hit his 756th career home run, the most of any player in history. The fan who caught the ball sold it at auction for $750,000 to someone who then publicly asked people how to dispose of it. And did.

Bonds himself summarized the Control Your Cash position on throwing away money, far more succinctly than we could.

He’s stupid. He’s an idiot. He spent $750,000 on the ball and that’s what he’s doing with it? What he’s doing is stupid.

Barry Bonds is a man who knows the value of a dollar.

**This article is featured in the Yakezie Carnival-Summer Vacation Edition**

9/10 of a Penny Wise and Pound Foolish

Here’s a fun idea for a drinking game: gather your alcoholic friends around the TV at 6 pm or 11 pm (or if you’re truly committed drunks, 7 am.) Turn on the local news. Anytime an anchor uses the phrase “pain at the pump”, do a shot. If the same phrase appears as a graphic, do 2 shots.

The standard wisdom is that not only are the gas companies setting their prices criminally high, but that it’s crucial that we as consumers take whatever means necessary to economize. It’s thus a moral imperative to find the cheapest gas we can, wherever that might be.

This cultural obsession with recording and comparing gas prices has led to the proliferation of websites devoted to posting prices- Gas Buddy, Gas Price Watch, etc. Even MSN recently got in and took the concept mainstream. Each site helpfully prompts you for a ZIP code and then tells you where you can go to save a few pennies a gallon.

Here’s what’s happening with gas prices in the ZIP code that contains Control Your Cash’s world headquarters.

(Yes, we have a local retailer named “Terrible’s.”)

The cheapest gas on the map is at Location 1, in the southeast. Say we’re stuck in the inconvenient northwest, where retailers are gouging us with expensive $3.85/gallon gas, and we want to take advantage of that sweet bargain-basement $3.79/gallon gas on the other side of town.

To accentuate the point, let’s assume we drive a car that sips fuel judiciously. So we get in our theoretical 36 mpg Honda Civic and drive to the 7-Eleven, ready to fill the trusty coupe’s 13.2-gallon tank. But wait. The needle’s only at the 1/4 mark. Should we drive around the block a few dozen times and thus save even more?

Let’s say we act rationally and don’t. That means we buy 9.9 gallons, and save 6¢ on each one. For a total of 59¢. Easy street, here we come.

And it was only 5 miles out of our way, 10 miles round trip, which means we burned .27 gallons to get there. Or $1.07. Net loss 48¢, not including the 20 minutes or so it took to drive there and back. Even if you value your time at a mere $8 an hour, that’s another $2.67 you’re out for a total of $3.15 just to hunt for cheap gas.

You see? That military-industrial complex has its fangs in so deeply, that they’ve now got it costing us $3.15 just to shop for gas, let alone buy it!

The problem is obvious – there just isn’t that much difference between cheap and expensive gas in the same locale. It’s not like we chose an extreme example to illustrate this. We didn’t go looking for the part of the country that filled the bivariate conditions of having the smallest discrepancy between low and average prices, and the maximum distance between them, only to happen to find that place in our backyard.

Gas Price Watch and its ilk seem to have enough regular readers to stay viable: it boasts 173,382 “member spotters”. If that many contribute to Gas Price Watch, then at least as many must use it, right?

What a waste of resources, brainpower, bandwidth and more.

In the extremely unlikely event that your neighborhood station is selling gas for $6/gallon while one half a mile away is selling it for $4, then fine; go out of your way to buy the cheaper stuff. But under any set of real-world circumstances, you’re mildly crazy if you don’t simply fill up where and when it’s convenient.

**This article is featured in the Totally Money Blog Carnival #27, the Titanium Edition**

**This article is also featured in Totally Money Blog Carnival – Trivia Edition – July 18 2011**