In the immediate future, I'll be attending a card show in Valley Forge. Why else would a self-respecting 28-year-old bachelor peel himself out of bed at 6:30 AM on a Saturday? Thankfully, I won't be the one driving. It's in everyone's best interests, particularly the other drivers on the road.
I know that a lot of collectors have an attack plan when they go to card shows. They come armed with want lists and priorities and a laser focus. Me? I'm not nearly that organized or attentive. There are cards everywhere, as far as the eye can see. I'll goggle over a display of beautiful tobacco cards that I could only afford if I were paid by the word for my blog entries. My thrifty urges will lead me to a 4,000-count box of dime cards and I'll get lost in it for an hour or two. A table full of marked-down fair-to-good 1953 Topps will reach out and grab me. I'm usually happy with my purchases at the end of the day, but they comprise a motley stack of cardboard. It's no wonder I haven't completed any sets in the last few years.
I am actually going to equip myself with want lists tomorrow, and I've given myself a firm spending limit to ensure that I don't have to sell my organs on the black market at the end of the month. I'll still probably veer far off track...but that's half the fun of collecting.
2 comments:
I've been wanting to add the Paul Blair Kellogg's card to my player collection, but anything I've found on EBay has either been in lousy condition or way too rich for my blood. There is actually a listing out there for a graded (PSA 10) Kelloggs Blair card for a nickel shy of $200. Good luck with that.
That Robinson card looks pretty nice.
I am very much anti-slabbing...At the card show I saw a slabbed, unopened pack of 1972 Topps. Putting a single card in a sterile, unfeeling tomb of hard plastic is bad enough. If you're dooming a vintage pack to never be opened, you should re-examine your priorities.
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