All of this reminiscing about baseball card experiences brought about by the blog bat-around brings to mind another baseball card memory - my first card. When I started following baseball in 1986 I collected the Topps stickers, but did not collect baseball cards. One day in summer camp, I found this on the ground in two pieces, and decided to add it to my collection.
Who knows why it was ripped and stomped on? Maybe because Dickie Thon was not a star? Or perhaps his name sounded like a bad word and the kid who pulled it didn't want to get in trouble? Whatever reason, even in this condition I could tell there was a lot more to baseball cards than baseball stickers, what with the bigger picture and all the information on the back. I was hooked on baseball cards.
Well, That Snuck Up On Me
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I think it was the backs, more than the fronts, that got me hooked on baseball cards. I spent hours reading and rereading the backs of cards. I learned a lot about baseball that way.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story! It's amazing that you kept it! Excellent.
ReplyDeleteSweet story. Sort of like taking in a wounded animal. Too bad cards can't be nursed back to health. haha
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