When I turned age ten, my parents gifted me a subscription to Beckett Baseball Card Monthly for my birthday. This was big if you collected baseball cards; a Beckett magazine gave you credibility, it signaled to everyone that you weren’t… Read more »
One More Pack
A nice thing about baseball cards is that they strive for conformity and are mostly the same size. Upwards of 500,000 commons won’t even take up much space in a closet if you have them… Read more »
Earlier this week on Episode 3 of the Banished to the Pen Podcast, I told host Ryan Sullivan that I probably hadn’t purchased a pack of baseball cards since 1994 (I looked back on some of… Read more »
When I was collecting cards, issues of Beckett Baseball Card Monthly had a page listing the address for each team’s stadium. It was easy to not pay this page much mind, but I saw it… Read more »
In Part 3 of the Time Capsule: Cards From the ‘80s & ‘90s series we were introduced to Randy McCament’s 1990 Upper Deck baseball card and marveled how wonderful it was when the card manufacturer didn’t seem to care whether their subject knew his picture was being taken.
I will not be attending the 1990 Spring Training Camp of the team of my choice.
“The best cards are often when the manufacturer didn’t seem to care whether the player knew his picture was being taken or not. This seemed to afflict the more average players than your all-stars. Honestly, I could make an entire 700-card series of these. “
“Going through old cards you’ll find some just have a knack of jumping out at you for various reasons. ’91 Score had a series of cards called ‘Master Blasters’ which were designated for the sluggers of the day and ‘K-Men’ which, well you get the idea. They were hideous.”
“The Saturday after Thanksgiving I was asked to retrieve the Christmas decorations from storage. To do this I had to maneuver several boxes out of the way, one of which I knew contained my old baseball cards. I also knew if I opened that box, I would fall into a bottomless chasm of Diamond Kings, commons, and ‘Jesse Barfield? I had forgotten about Jesse Barfield!’ moments. Naturally, I dove in.”