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Because I said so

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.


Commishbob said…
Tell folks you been pictures of Ben Franklin and see what happens.
Stubby said…
Soupy Sales did something similar once. It didn't end well.
JediJeff said…
I'll be honest - I mostly skimmed this post. From the title, I only had one think going through my head:

Very under rated band in my opinion.
Jamie Meyers said…
Wow, a Godfathers reference on a baseball card blog. Awesome band.
Commishbob said…
'been' = 'need'

@Stubby I loved Soupy as a kid. We thought being a Soupy Sales fan made us cool somehow.
night owl said…
Wow, last time I thought about The Godfathers was in college.

Thanks for skimming. I'll try to add more Upton next time.
I've never heard of the Godfathers....and I'm a musician too. I'm so ashamed.
Fuji said…
Lol... I'm going to try using those four words the next time a student asks me "why?"... just to see his/her facial expression. (just kidding)

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