I don't believe the word "premium" should have anything to do with baseball cards. In fact, I don't enjoy the word "premium" period. Premium gas? I've been wise to that scam for years. Premium cigars? Never been a smoker. Premium dog food? My dog eats paper that he just vomited. He seems perfectly happy with the basics. Premium crackers? Aren't those the dry square things that turn the inside of your mouth into fabric? No thanks. So, when Skybox came out with a set called "Premium" in 1999, I ignored it. Avidly. Well, that's not entirely true. I did ignore it. But that's only because I ignored everything about card collecting in 1999. Between the Y2K bunker and cleaning up after my one-year-old, I didn't have time for cardboard. Then, years later, when I actually found a way for my brain to justify writing a blog at 4:19 in the morning, I came across this set called "Premium," scoffed at the card front, turne...
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