One card. One lousy card left to complete my 2009 Topps Series I set. And it's Marlon "bleeping" Byrd.
Can you believe it? I just said in the last post that I had completed the set. That it was clear sailing to Series 2. Then I filled my binder while whistling a happy tune and I reached page number 6, and it hit me. I don't have No. 106.
I don't know where Byrd is hiding, but I do suspect this: Someone is protecting old Byrdy because they can't let go of the fact that this is Byrd's finest-looking card. Well, let me tell ya something, card critic, No. 106 of the 2009 Topps set is not Byrd's finest-looking card.
THIS is Marlon Byrd's finest looking card. Awesome.
So now that that is out of the way, I'm asking ... no, I'm begging: please, PLEASE trade me the 2009 card. A solitary hole in a binder of 330 cards is about as sad a sight as you are ever going to witness. Sadder then watching someone who has worked in the same place for the last 14 years clear out his desk (yes, that's what I was referring to in the last post).
Please help. Like Scott of Hand Collated and Peter of Dropped Third Strike did. They sent me the cards that brought me down to this lone, standoffish, doesn't-like-to-play-with-others card (feeling guilty, Byrd? Good).
The first person who says in the comments that they'll send me the card will be sent a random relic card of my choice after I receive the Byrd card.
Meanwhile, this card is filling the hole in my binder:
It's the throwback version of the card. Why bother pursuing the other card when this card looks almost identical to it? Because if I don't get the other card, Marlon Byrd will haunt me in my dreams. You saw the way he looked on that 2006 Topps card didn't you?
(Portions of this post were recycled. And, yes, I promise from now on to go through every last one of my cards before declaring that I have the entire set).
Can you believe it? I just said in the last post that I had completed the set. That it was clear sailing to Series 2. Then I filled my binder while whistling a happy tune and I reached page number 6, and it hit me. I don't have No. 106.
I don't know where Byrd is hiding, but I do suspect this: Someone is protecting old Byrdy because they can't let go of the fact that this is Byrd's finest-looking card. Well, let me tell ya something, card critic, No. 106 of the 2009 Topps set is not Byrd's finest-looking card.
THIS is Marlon Byrd's finest looking card. Awesome.
So now that that is out of the way, I'm asking ... no, I'm begging: please, PLEASE trade me the 2009 card. A solitary hole in a binder of 330 cards is about as sad a sight as you are ever going to witness. Sadder then watching someone who has worked in the same place for the last 14 years clear out his desk (yes, that's what I was referring to in the last post).
Please help. Like Scott of Hand Collated and Peter of Dropped Third Strike did. They sent me the cards that brought me down to this lone, standoffish, doesn't-like-to-play-with-others card (feeling guilty, Byrd? Good).
The first person who says in the comments that they'll send me the card will be sent a random relic card of my choice after I receive the Byrd card.
Meanwhile, this card is filling the hole in my binder:
It's the throwback version of the card. Why bother pursuing the other card when this card looks almost identical to it? Because if I don't get the other card, Marlon Byrd will haunt me in my dreams. You saw the way he looked on that 2006 Topps card didn't you?
(Portions of this post were recycled. And, yes, I promise from now on to go through every last one of my cards before declaring that I have the entire set).
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