A few weeks ago, I received an unexpected bundle of cards from a man who apparently has a bottomless inventory and runs Jaybarkerfan's Junk . A lot of us have been the beneficiary of Wes' largesse (I'm not being dirty, look it up), and that includes me on several occasions. I enjoyed looking through the Dodgers he sent and planned to blog about them whenever my perpetually behind behind found the time. But before I had a chance to catalog what I received, a much larger and insane package arrived from Wes. It was downright freakish. How freakish? It contained 80 different serial-numbered Dodger cards. A package like this deserves its own glorious post, one that can properly match the mood and the glee that surrounded me as I opened it. That post will probably arrive later this week. In the meantime, I present you with the earlier package. Consider it the opening. The preamble. The prelude to greatness. Yes, this is just the beginning. But as your mom often said ...
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