It's been a long work day, and after 10 hours of editing and writing, interviewing and talking, I don't feel much like posting. So, I figured this would be a good time to feature the first card I ever owned. (Every card blogger has to do one of these posts, don't they?) You may think a post like that would take a considerable amount of time and thought, lots of stories and memories and emotions -- all that field of dreams, if you build it he will come, father reunites with son, mushy stuff, right? Sorry, there's none of that here. I never had that kind of attachment to my first card. This is what I know: The first card I ever owned was a 1974 Topps Tommy John. It was the first card I pulled from a pack, which was purchased by my mother. The card is the reason that I am a Dodger fan. Something about it -- and don't ask me what that is because I don't know -- made me like the Dodgers from that point forward. And that's where the story ends. I wish I had more,...
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