Night Owl Cards

My brother is in Toronto tonight to watch the Blue Jays take on his favorite team, the Orioles. He's brought along two of my nieces, one of whom is a rabid baseball fan. The rabid baseball fan is 13 years old. She plays baseball -- not softball -- in a league, meaning she plays on a team full of boys. Her best positions are second base and shortstop, but she's also played catcher. You should see her out on the field. She's a skinny little thing with a long brown ponytail. She knows the game better than most of the boys and more than holds her own. My brother lives a little ways from me, so I don't get to see them too often. I get updates, of course, and that's why I know all about the baseball-playing stuff, but there are always things that slip through the cracks when you don't see people in person. One of the things that someone failed to bring up to me until recently is that my niece also COLLECTS BASEBALL CARDS. Holy heck, I wanted to shake someon