Night Owl Cards

I'm headed out to the old ballpark tonight. It's been awhile. I've mentioned before that I don't live close to a major league park. In fact, I don't live close to any ballpark that features professional baseball. In the past, that wouldn't stop me. I'd hop in a car and head to any number of parks within driving distance. But ever since my daughter became old enough to care about where she was going, that practice has stopped. I've mentioned before that my daughter isn't interested in baseball. She jokes around with me about how worthless it is, saying swimming or Hannah Montana or Boogie Superstar (if you have a daughter and a Wii, you know what I'm talking about) is vastly more important. And I won't force her to go to games if she's not interested. But now -- maybe it's her age, or I've finally worn her down -- she's looking forward to a ballgame. And I'm not going to stand around waiting for her to change her mind. So,...

Well, there's this card here. That's reason enough isn't it? For a wonderful take on this card, and the subjects therein, click here . You'll leave with a new perspective and one hell of a sugar rush. But other than that, I think I'm zeroing in on a reason why I'm buying Heritage blasters when I've sworn off collecting the set. Here it is: I enjoy the cards a whole bunch, but since I'm not in a desperate search for cards I need and all of those short-prints, I can relax a little. It's kind of like when I stopped participating in fantasy baseball. I could just sit, back, relax and enjoy a ball game without worrying about the walk-to-strikeout ratio of Ubaldo Jimenez. It's freeing. Things are a lot more pleasant. That doesn't mean I've quit collecting sets. I'm still doing the Topps flagship thing, and when Allen & Ginter comes out, I'll be right there. But I think this approach works best with Heritage, because, zounds , what ...