I've been collecting baseball cards off and on for thirty-something years and I've been judged for doing so the majority of those years. Or at least it feels that way.
These are the $5 ones you get for buying toilet paper in bulk.
Yesterday I hit up three local Targets with a stack of gift cards I've been accumulating in hopes of finding some blaster boxes to tear into.
I ended up finding two 2017 Topps Series One and one 2017 Gypsy Queen blaster boxes at the final store. Obviously I was pretty excited, but there was a part of me that was nervous. I'm always running into people I know at this particular Target and the last thing I want to hear is a familiar voice from behind asking... "you still collect baseball cards?".
I'm not talking about running into an old card collecting buddy who's carrying three blaster boxes himself excitedly asking, "you still collect baseball cards?". I'm talking about seeing your ex-girlfriend who's giggling while asking, "you still collect baseball cards?".
My solution? I quickly started adding other items I needed into the basket to cover up the three blasters.
Anyone else ever hide the fact that they collect baseball cards, because they fear others might judge?
Speaking of getting judged... Aaron Judge was the main reason I tracked down and bought these blasters.
The results? Well... I completely struck out on Judge.
The best card? I'd probably give the nod to this Sandy Koufax short print from the box of Gypsy Queen:
The coolest insert?
I really like these Fortune Teller inserts... although this particular gypsy incorrectly predicted when Pujols would hit home run #600. Barring injury, her 2nd prediction should come true though.
Bottom line? Sure the packs were entertaining, but honestly blaster boxes are kinda like that ex-girlfriend I keep running into at Target.
I still have the big dogs sitting in my wallet.
I'm bound to go back and give both of them another chance, while knowing both will probably leave me feeling judged and shaking my head.
But we're all addicted to something, right?
Happy Sunday and sayonara!