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One Anxious Man's Return to his childhood hobby of Baseball Card Collecting

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FOMO Tour 2026

8.5 miles At least that’s what my “smart” phone told me I’d walked when I checked it at the end of a warm and humid day in the city. By then I was home. On the couch. The first of a few ice-cold double vodka and club sodas in my hand, the White Sox and Rays duking it out on TV, beginning a binge of 6 hours of baseball on the couch, bachelor to the wife not being home, she enjoying a weekend of…

Card Show Observations

There’s something in the air here in Gotham City. Spring, yes. Baseball is back. And so are card shows in New York City. Really since last fall. A steady stream of them when this place has been a card show wasteland for the entire time that I’ve been back collecting. We’re talking about 2019 here. Which shouldn’t sound like a while ago…but it kind of does now, huh? Since September 2025 I’ve been…

The Early Bird Gets the Worm: All Others Pay Cash

I attended a card show over the weekend. Right before the storm hit. Card shows ae becoming a regular occurrence for me, especially in my neighborhood or within my neighborhood. I attended a card show in September. I missed a card show in December thanks to my job. I attended a card show on Saturday. There’s one in Manhattan in February and another in my neighborhood again in March. WTF?? I know,…

George Hendrick

I think it was during the pandemic (2021?) that I came across uncompleted 1984 and 1985 Topps sets at the card store/comic store/action figure store near my jobs that acts as the closest thing that I have to an LCS. The sets were $10 each. Both came in a binder. And what I mean by uncompleted sets is that the person who sold them to said “LCS” had taken all of the star cards out (and Mets card),…

Collecting...when your team...SUCKS

I’m gonna come right out and say it. I’m going to tell you something that you already know. …collecting SUCKS…when your team SUCKS. Okay…maybe it doesn’t suck. But it’s not as fun. For those of you who read these posts regularly (when this blog is, in fact, regular), you know that I’m a lifelong Pirates fan. Being a Pittsburgh Pirates fan almost defines “long suffering” at least in terms of sports…

My First Card Show...Kinda....

I did it. I finally did it. It took 6 years. And a lot of stops and starts. But I finally did it. I attended my first sports card show since returning to collecting the September of 2019. It wasn’t a huge card show. But it was a good size. Maybe fifty vendors. Maybe more. The show was held at one of the local Catholic schools. In their gym or in whatever extra rooms they build onto churches and…

It's that time again

This past fall and part of the winter, I decided to do as I mostly always do, which is skip the football season entirely and obsess over baseball past while looking forward to the future. Sadly, the Pittsburgh Pirates didn’t give me much to look forward to in 2025…so the rest of the MLB will have to do. One thing I am excited about is 2025 Topps. I really and truly like the front and back designs…

A Thief's Journal

It was never my intention to turn to a life of crime. I’d always been a good kid. Or I at least tried to be. I did okay in school. I was good to my parents. I was a good and honest friend. I ate everything on my plate and went to bed on time...mostly. I loved my pet dog. I’m not sure where I went wrong. I guess you could say my life of crime started with this baseball card. You see, back when I…

Finally...

Once upon a time, I was a fifteen-year-old kid with a paper route, and the occasional money burning a hole in my pocket. This would be 1989. Yes, I’m old. And most of that money was being spent on baseball cards and football cards, although some was now being allocated to buy cassette tapes of music that I liked. That’s right…no more taping songs off the radio for me. I grew up in the eastern…

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...

I recently got on a kick. It happens every few years around Thanksgiving. I get a kick for this. And this. And this. And... I think you get the picture. And no, I don’t think the Star Wars movies are the end all be all. But I don’t have the problem with them that some childhood into adult fandom do. I like the prequels. I enjoy Jar Jark Binks. I think The Rise of the Skywalker is the worst of the…