I am focusing on several card pursuits at once, per usual, and I hate how I drop one after a single purchase or two because my head turns for some hot "young" card thing (it's usually not "young," it's usually vintage). This is why I go so long between completing card sets.
So, I tried to focus on the 1969 Topps chase for a little while and did well enough to get through about three purchases, but then I got distracted by 1975 Hostess, which I felt like I was neglecting, so -- wham -- I placed some cash down on that the other day. But that was after vowing to get back into finishing the 1971 Laughlin World Series set, which I promptly dropped to get this:
Say hello to Harold Reese in all of his weathered glory. This is from 1950 Bowman, and I guess I can forgive myself for going off on a collecting tangent here.
I want to try to get some of the other 1950s Bowman Brooklyn Dodgers sets complete, or as complete as I can. But the only way for me to do this is to get cards that have been around the block 76 times. Listen, I don't mind that I have to do this. I've already said that 1950s cards in immaculate shape are one of the strangest sites on planet earth. They don't look right. THIS looks right!
Buying 1950s cards, for me, is still serious business, no matter what condition. But getting a beater like this comes with a less-than-serious price that I can afford. Thank goodness most dealers/collectors who grade will ignore stuff like this. That means a deal for me with not a regret in the world. In fact my conscious is clean because I didn't pay an inflated price because it's inside plastic.
There is the back where, thank goodness, they mention "Peewee". Everything is still perfectly legible. This card fits in well with my other 1950 Dodger Bowman, which all have rounded corners and other signs of boyhood wear (in fact Reese is in better shape than my Preacher Roe).
I still need six more cards to complete the team set, and all but one are biggies. Who knows if I'll ever get the Jackie Robinson, but I have eyes on some of the other guys.
Still that eye roves and while I was looking at '69 Topps or '75 Hostess, someone swiped a battered 1950 Bowman Duke Snider out of my cart. Some better focus would help. But I just love too much.
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I suppose if the whole card wasn't intact or scribbled all over, I wouldn't want it, but with Robinson I'll need to be prepared to accept anything I think.