If you quit collecting baseball cards in disgust at some point before the turn of the century, and you're wondering whether you made the right choice, I present the Card-supial. I didn't think to scan it alongside a regular-sized card for scale, so you'll have to take my word for it: This card is about twice the size of a postage stamp (1 and 3/4"x1 and 1/4"), and I am certain that I will lose it before long. It was a one-per-pack insert in Pacific's 2000 Crown Royale set. Why the bafflingly stupid name? The mini-card was tucked in a pocket in the front of a full-size card. You know, like a kangaroo, opossum, or any other marsupial that comes to mind. Har har. Matt Riley here was tucked inside a Cal Ripken, Jr. card which I don't have. If you'd like to read more about this ill-fated insert set, I'll point you toward Cliff's blog post at
Things Done To Cards. Meanwhile, I'm going to go pretend that I'm a giant.
I own a Mike Piazza card-supial with a little teeny Todd Hundley in its pouch. I am so very proud and very ashamed of that fact.
ReplyDeleteMax - I can identify with that mixture of shame and pride. It's the card collector's bailiwick.
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