Night Owl Cards

This was my expression a week or so ago when I hauled in from the porch an incredibly heavy package, opened it up, and saw six USPS priority boxes inside. The return address on the outside said the package was from Johnny's Trading Spot, and I was quite sure that I had done nothing to cause John to send a monster box my way. But you know how this goes -- that is if you're lucky enough to have received monster boxes -- the daunting nature of such a package is quickly erased by -- OH, BOY, SIX BOXES OF CARDS! Yay, me! That's what I felt like. And I started to get to work. John pointed me in the right direction with a few notes. The one I saw first referred to the middle two boxes, which he said are "the real ones for you." OK. Who are the other ones for? I figured I better start opening. I chose one that made some sort of reference to Braves. I was pretty sure I read it wrong. Braves? There's no one who wants Braves in this house --