I'd open up with something witty about not posting much lately.... but what are you gonna do? Fire me? Pfft...
to continue the theme week from my other blog, today we're concentrating on the word of the day.
At the last trade night, I got a baseball card given to me gratis. Nothing unusual about that, except this is no ordinary card.
Dale Murphy. M.V.P.
a little story behind it.... someone pulled it from a pack. Of course those who were gathered around at the time saw this and started Ooohing and Aaahing and calling my name.
At certain times of the evening, that's a good thing.
At trade night with a bunch of dudes.... not so much.
It only means someone pulled a card I want that I probably can't afford.
Anyways, the card was brought over for me to see by a buddy of mine.... after drooling I announceed to the room in general (as I had no idea who pulled it) that I would DEFINATELY want to trade for it.
Ten minutes later someone brought the card back and handed it to me.
Turns out they had a trade going with the person who pulled it,and had them throw in the card in the deal. They then gave it to me, gratis.
That was a pretty good way to start out trade night.
Apparently there is also a Chipper just like this one that I need to track down. I betcha that one won't be gratis.
Ah well..... it's all in the chase.
My pal Jamie also pulled a card for me. Rather than fling it across the room in anger, he gives me his Cowboy pulls.
This from last trade night....