As a kid I collected baseball cards. As a kid in the 60s and 70s, I never thought of them as investments so I subjected them to all sorts of indignities: writing on them, taping over the team names when the player was traded, pasting them to oaktag for school projects (I could have retired on the 1970 All-Stars I glued to an orange field with a poorly drawn green diamond: Mays, Aaron, Yaz, Seaver…Oh, the pain.)
So it was with a bit of relief that I came across the Poor Old Baseball Cards blog, motto “dedicated to all those baseball cards that have been put through the wringer.” After all, the point used to be to enjoy them, not mummify them in plastic.
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