As a kid, one of the great tricks of adulthood was the big people's ability to get me to do what I didn't want to do with a single declaration:
"Because I said so."
No reasoning. No elaboration.
It was an amazing power.
And I did whatever the big people demanded. Because they said so.
I admit, as an adult now, being able to say those four words and watching some little person do what you want, is a pretty big perk. Unfortunately, that perk wears off when the little person becomes a bit bigger and single sentences don't work anymore.
These days I say lots of things that could be considered instructions, orders, advice, etc. And nothing happens. Because nobody is doing anything just because I said so.
That's why I honestly don't expect anyone to follow any advice I give out on this blog. I don't expect anyone to do what I say when I rant. And I certainly don't expect anyone to give me cards just because I say I need them.
I get ignored in life, I expect to get ignored here.
Yet, very recently, I have received three cards from three different people just because I said so.
This card came from Jeff at My Sports Obsession. It's one of those grand 1977 TCMA Renata Galasso cards that is a direct pipeline to my childhood collecting days.
Jeff is a Wilhelm collector and he had some extras. Flush with flashback fever and not even aware that this was a New York Giant, I left this comment:
And a few weeks later, the card arrived in my mailbox.
Because I said so.
This card arrived recently from Bert at Swing and a Pop-Up. It came out of some monster box of 1,400 cards. Finest never visits my neighborhood and I'm perpetually in need of the Dodgers from that set.
So a 2013 Clayton Kershaw Finest card? Gimme.
Here was my response to him showing that card on his blog:
That first sentence is my standard reaction to people actually being able to find real, live cards at their local card shop -- you fortunate souls. The second sentence is me saying so.
And now I have it -- because Bert got the hint -- and because I said so.
This card arrived just today from Marcus at All the Way to the Backstop. See? I can actually post things on time (he also sent the Ramon Martinez card at the top of the post).
I can't find the comment I left asking for this card, but I know I did. Marcus collects players named "Foster" and when this card appeared on his blog, I instantly knew it was one I needed -- even though I had never heard of Kris/John Foster in my life.
Sure enough, Marcus sent it. Because I said so.
It's great having that kind of power.
And having people who actually respond to things I say.
Thanks for listening.
It's such a rare trait these days.