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Friday, August 21, 2026
Vintage Fun
Monday, August 17, 2026
My Biggest Baseball Card Day, Ever
Today I finally discovered whether I still own my childhood Baseball Cards.
How could I lose track of such a thing? Well it wasn't a deliberate decision, that is certain.
Some 20 years ago now, my seasonal life working in different states at different times of year went through a difficult period as my Michigan apartment building was going to be re-modeled. I had a sweet deal there, only having to pay half rent the months I was gone, as my landlord didn't want to lose a tenant (I did mention this was 20 years ago). So with that economic fact and the concept of moving everything I owned out of a 2nd floor apartment and then back again, later, I wanted to cut a deal.
What we worked out was that I would put all of my possessions in one corner of the building while the first apartment was rebuilt. When it was done, that one would be mine and all of my possessions would only have to be moved 10 yards.
After many twists & turns to the story, I eventually learned that my former sweet deal of half-rent for an unused apartment couldn't continue, as my landlord had used public financing of some sort for the remodeling, and the State would now be a participant in the financial end of the renting, which also came with new low income eligibility requirements - no special deals for part-timers. Simultaneously, down at my winter job I was starting up a new business partnership with a co-worker after our previous employer retired - & I needed every last cent I could scrounge. I managed to avoid selling off Baseball Cards, that time, but I could not pay the many months of now full rent for an apartment I wouldn't be living in while launching a new business.
So down all those stairs (extra-tall first floor in a downtown business building) went all of my possessions. Or, almost all. I knew already at the time that a few things were missing, as contractors had been in the building for about a year at that point. But I couldn't worry about it, right then. Everything went to a storage unit and out-of-state I went.
Subsequently, I never could quite get that storage unit emptied, as I lived on-the-road (jobsites) ever more & more. Years passed. New Baseball Cards accumulated. Online Baseball Cards appeared in my life, which was-is wonderful. But all new Baseball Cards inevitably reminded me of my childhood Baseball Cards. And that, was only partially pleasant.
A couple-three years ago now, I finally emptied that old storage unit, after another sweetheart deal finally drew to a close. I was both eagerly anticipating, and dreading, that particular day for a long time. The dread hit, very hard — my record collection assembled in college was largely destroyed by what proved to be a leaky storage unit. The music on all those records is fine, but the value of them is generally gone (molded covers). Many thousands of dollars worth of value.
Plenty of my book collection had also succumbed. However this was only a problem amongst certain boxes stored directly on the floor; most possessions were just fine.
But - my childhood Baseball Cards weren't in that storage unit. The horror, the horror.
I did find a few card items, that might make for an interesting post one of these days, as it included an unopened Hobby Box of a mid-10s product. And my college days Baseball Cards had been with me all along, as those had been acquired after leaving the "nest."
The problem created by emptying the storage unit was simple. If my childhood Baseball Cards weren't in there, that meant either I had wisely trundled them back over to my parents' house on the concept of general Security - OR they had been in my old apartment, accessible to a random melange of contractors for a year. As I have described them before, they became Schrödinger Baseball Cards.
The only way to prove their existence, was to go spelunking in a cavern like this one:
What I was mainly on the look-out for, was the image seen above already -
Friday, July 3, 2026
No time for the $ Box? Try the Vintage box...
... it's much smaller. That's the situation I found myself in this morning, when I had a pleasant dream of pawing my way through somewhere between 1,200 and 1,400 cards priced at 89¢, or maybe 83¢, perhaps depending on the Good Vibes I could radiate while visiting my wonderful Friendly Local Card Shop.
Alas, pawing my way through scores upon scores of Chrome Mojo Bowman cards of players who might as well just be random AI mockups since most of them will never reach the Majors and become known to Humanity, well, that is a little time-consuming. Particularly when one makes it past all that Bowman nonsense (every pose the same because photo-shopping the MLB uniform on would be too challenging with unique photographs) - only to realize I had already pawed my way through this particular 91¢ box a few weeks back, because there ain't no 84¢ box like an 87¢ box loaded with seemingly every Ken Griffey card ever made, except of course for all the expensive ones.
So that was a little deflating, with a clock ticking.
Fortunately I remembered another box on the ever-growing shelves of wonder down at the LCS - a simple '2 row' box of "Vintage, Priced as Marked." That would be far quicker to search, and just possibly more fun, too. Let's see what happened...
Aurelio Rodriguez is 100% for sure my favorite 1970s Detroit Tiger. Mark Fydrich was cool and all, and listening to Al Kaline call games on the TV not long after his retirement was pretty sweet too. Ron LeFlore's life story is endearing, and then those 1978 Rookies all came up together and we know how that turned out...
But none of those will ever knock Aurelio off my pedestal. When I found this classic 70s card shot at Yankee Stadium it went in the Buy pile instantly, dinged corners and just exactly perfect 1970s centering and all. The back is perfectly readable, and that's a big part of what counts.
Aurelio is my favorite because when I was just a young lad, there was a trivia question on the Tigers ballgame every night, Ernie Harwell / radio edition. And somehow I knew an answer to a certain question was: "Aurelio Rodriguez." A result of Baseball Cards? Likely.
And even better, this first-time caller down to my local radio station (still humans working in them, way back then) was - the first caller! And I got the question right.
My prize was a pair of tickets to a game at far-away Tiger Stadium. This seemed of course monumental to us living in a small town in northern Michigan, but today I know the tickets probably weren't even $20 back then. My Dad heroically fathered-up and agreed to take me on the 5 hour journey to deepest Detroit, even though he never really cared for pro sports, at all.
When we had managed to find the big ole Stadium easily visible from the freeway even though the exits were confusing, managed the chaos of PARKING HERE, and made it inside, we discovered we were on the opposite side of the stadium from our ticketed seats, necessitating a long journey through the concourse.
Partway through, my Dad stopped and got my wide-eyed attention - here came a Detroit Tiger, in full uniform. For some reason a player had to traverse the concourse full of fans. As he approached, it proved to be: Aurelio Rodriguez! I was, and still am, in total awe of seeing a 100% live professional Major League Baseball Player, in full uniform, walking right past me just a few feet away.
The free seats proved to be not that great. Well underneath the upper deck, way out in the outfield, and with a post involved. Such was life in ancient Baseball stadiums.
The game itself, against the Chicago White Sox, was also anti-climactic for a First Time, Kid? It was a classic "Pitcher's Duel" with just one run scored. Although such games can be very interesting to serious Baseball fans, for a ten year old that could barely see the action, it was a little less than exciting.
But my main man, Aurelio, made several key plays at the Hot Corner along the way. And the one run? That was scored by the Detroit Tigers for a Victory - with the GWRBI knocked in by, of course, Aurelio Rodriguez.
Now that I am all grown up and I can deliberately collect Aurelio Rodriguez Baseball Cards pretty easily, well, it's time, which was marching on this morning -
And the star isn't even the two 70s Superstars captured together, but rather Third Base Coach Alex Grammas running to Home in victorious ecstasy.
This however is a celebration that I should kinda frown on, as it knocked out my pre-Michigan 2nd favorite team, the Pirates, out of the playoffs. But that's something I wouldn't be aware of until a couple years later and was just too young for this one.
I also quite like the caption: "Foster's Run Decides It." We only occasionally see Playoffs cards any more in the Topps Baseball set but on "modern" versions the back of the card would pointlessly have the "line score" showing how many Runs each team scored in each inning, as a sum total of statistical information, capped off with a sentence that would say something like "George Foster's key hit in the bottom of the 9th produced a win in Game 5 for Cincinnati" even though we already knew that from the front. And all that would be surrounded by a bunch of useless white space.
This card presumes that all the Baseball Card collectors knew perfectly well what happened in the dramatic 1972 NLCS and didn't need to say anything more than the simple 4 word declarative on the front. Leaving the back to be filled with the 1972 NLCS stats for the Reds, both Hitting and Pitching. And that's how Baseball Cards commemorating a playoff series are supposed to work.
Thursday, June 25, 2026
Baseball Cards: The Perpetual Project
This makes it very easy to just "collect" when the time is available. I don't get particularly concerned that I still need one horizontal card from 2012 Topps to make a sweet looking page of the best horizontal cards from that year. I know I will find the perfect #9 card, eventually.
Maybe, it arrived at my Baseball Card depot already. I can't entirely recall every card that arrived back in April now. That's because I have been away from home a whole bunch, but also because that wonderful "Mail Day" was to a large extent purchased the week of Thanksgiving, 2025, or at some point randomly from the week of Thanksgiving, 2024, until then.
You probably already know I am referring to a shipment of cards from COMC. I didn't even place my post "Black Friday" shipping request until early January, knowing they were far behind on such things, particularly for us cheapskates using the "bulk" rate.
I don't consider that being cheap, at all, but rather just patient. I also knew the cards would arrive while I was away from home anyway, for one, and since I had slowly purchased them all through 2025, the day of their arrival was not all that important either.
When I did finally get to open the long awaited box of cards (> 500), I barely pawed through them, just once. That was delightful, over a month ago already, but the true delight begins now, when I can finally start using the contents of the box to complete checklists and enshrine the treasures in my wonderful flip books of Baseball memories, i.e. my card binders.
An odd thing about COMC shipments is that cards from a given checklist are not grouped together as one might expect when buying cards via eBay or Sportlots. And that's not because you might buy them at different times, but rather because of the workings of their item #s, I presume anyway. It's when the card gets initially processed at COMC that seems to determine the order in the box when it arrives.
This makes a box of cards from COMC a fairly random affair, which makes (for me) a fairly enjoyable way to get re-acquainted with my purchase decisions.
So I thought I would reach into the middle of the box and then scan whatever 9 cards appear from that point. I will also use this as a way to decide what checklist to work on first, after I sort them all out into their actual sets.
This post will then be my casual project priority list for the next few weeks, when I am not absorbing all those cheap cards from the Dollar Box sale down at my LCS. And, after I finish pulling > 500 little slips of paper from each and every penny sleeve; the unenjoyable part of receiving a COMC shipment. Uggh.
That first card up there at the top of the page might not look familiar to you if you have completed the 2024 Heritage set. Jonah Heim's #22 card has an entirely different image on the Chrome card with that same card #. But this is not an official "Image Variation." For whatever reason, a whole bunch of the cards in the infernal "Short Print" part of the checklist have different photos on the front. So, loving all things 1975 Topps, I knew I would be collecting those, too.
This card has a serious demerit there on the front - the stamped serial number. I positively despise seeing this on the front of any card. But, I love 1975 Topps. So I try to avert my eyes as best I can from that part. Sigh.













































