Night Owl Cards

I've come to terms with the fact that I'm never going to redeem a card from the Topps Golden Giveaway site. If I'm going to get one of those fancy things, I'll have to order it up on some other site. I haven't invested a lot of effort for me to realize this. About a dozen codes, that's all. And a bunch of stupid coins in return. In fact, I had forgotten all about the site until one of those redemption cards fell out of a Series 2 pack. That would make two Topps Giveaway sites in a row that had slipped my memory. Remember the Diamond Giveaway? Is that thing still going? Well, a post at Play At The Plate reminded me that, yes, that thing is still going (don't ask me if all its parts are working). And that reminded me that, golly, I still have cards waiting for me on that thing. And, gee golly, I still have cards that I WANT waiting for me on that thing. I decided to order a few of them. Why not? Bring a couple home. Where they'll be safe. Lord kno...

(A very frantic day today. Still lots to do and I haven't even looked at the 150 or so blogs that I read every day. I have 15 minutes to pound out a blog post. I am appreciative of that. Although who knows how it's going to read. It's Cardboard Appreciation time. This is No. 63 in a series): I have mentioned many times that I once knew almost every single major league player who was currently wearing an MLB uniform. I had more time, there were less teams, it was easier. I have also mentioned that back then I received a majority of my baseball-player-knowing knowledge from my baseball cards. We didn't live near an MLB park. Televised games arrived only on the weekends. Cards were a valuable source. So, I studied my cards religiously and I knew everyone. Kiko Garcia. Mick Kelleher, Mike Cosgrove, Rick Auerbach. Knew them all. But I never had money to complete an entire set. My first completed sets (excluding small-scale regional sets) were the 1984 and 1985 To...