Monday, April 25, 2011
Remember this card?
Yes, the good old days. I owned it for an entire five days. There were a lot of laughs. Some tears, too. And plenty of stupid, stupid trade offers (my personal favorite, a 1995 Norberto Martin for my Babe Ruth card).
But now it's done. Over. Finished. A cloud of dust.
I don't have Diamond Diecut Ruth anymore.
I traded it.
Sure, I could have sold it for some cash and bought something grand, but I don't know if I want to go through all of that right now. So, this is what I have instead:
Diamond Diecut Jackie.
Welcome home, Jackie. I think I'll keep ya.
Unless, you know, someone throws a '56 Robinson at me.