After work last night, I went to Walmart for a few essentials and snagged a rack pack of this year's A&G because if I'm actually trying to complete this set, I need to buy some of the set's cards more often than, oh, once every 35 days. When I got home around 2:30 a.m., I opened the pack, saw this card, practically jumped, and said "bluh!" out loud to no one. I wasn't taken aback because it was the middle of the night -- I do that night thing all the time, you know. Nor was it because of the corner ding at the top right. I didn't even notice the ding because of ALL THE MUSCLES AND VEINS! I've never understood why people distort themselves so drastically. If you've got to be competitive after your college career (Phil Heath apparently used to play football), mow your lawn better than the next guy. Don't freak out the whole block. This card made me think about how A&G can take me -- and other collectors -- out of our comfort zone...
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