Tuesday was my 29th birthday. Not only am I getting old, but the entire day was dominated by nothing but Yankees talk. They even have to be in the spotlight on what is supposed to be MY special day. I’m kidding of course, since the media had every reason to discuss the Yankees on Tuesday, and the death of one of the best/craziest MLB owners of all time. The big guy got my birthday wish half right, as I did wish for the death of an MLB owner, but unfortunately, it wasn’t Mr. Steinbrenner. I know George will give him hell for that, and I would expect no less from a man who demanded perfection at all times, which is something I can actually respect.
On my birthday, I took advantage of the fact that there were 2 sealed boxes of Ginter in my closet, and definitely busted the hell out of both of them. The results were mixed, but it was mainly a letdown, as you’ll see later.
First, I want to get to a little present to myself that I was able to snag on the eBay:
Tell me that isn’t a sweet card? I did spend more than I wanted to on this card, but there are only 25 of them, and one (aside from this one) has already been auctioned off, so I figured it was best to get while the getting was good… literally. For all I know, there will never be another one listed, so at least I can say that I got mines, and for a lot less than this loony has been trying to get for the 2007 version. Believe it or not, that listing is currently half the price of what he/she started listing it at. I’ve been watching it for the last year, and may have even submitted an offer or two. I consider myself to be quite the Markakis collector, and if I’m not willing to spend that much, good luck finding someone who is.
Oh, um, I also want to brag about the fantastic gift my fiance got me. She remembered me mentioning in passing, or pestering the hell out of her, it’s really all in the interpretation, about a certain large sports card convention that will be in Baltimore this summer. I also mentioned how I am a very important person, so general admission just wouldn’t cut it. Well… wouldn’t you know it, she went above and beyond. I will be attending the 2010 National Sports Collector’s Convention in Baltimore as a SUPERVIP! Yes, you read that correctly. In future wife’s eyes, not only am I a very important person, but a SUPER one at that.
Will I be running into any of you at The National in 3 weeks? Let me know if I will, cause I might have an extra O’s ticket, and I can definitely tell you what to check out, and what to avoid while you’re in Charm City. Think of me as your personal travel agent.
Anywho, earlier I mentioned a 2 hobby box Allen & Ginter break, right? Well, if the only reason you continued reading was to find out what I pulled, your wait is about to be over. For those of you who kept reading because you just can’t get enough of my charming wit, I’m absolutely positively flattered. Whichever camp you’re in, here are my breaks, or at least, here are the hits from my breaks.
Notice the lack of hits in both boxes. I was shorted a hit not once, but twice and on my birthday no less! Topps, I personally want to thank you for ruining my special day. First Steinbrenner, now this. Geez! While I am a little miffed about the missing hits, over the course of the 6 boxes I broke, I still came out one hit ahead of the “average 3 per box”, so in this case, I can’t really complain. However, if I had gone to my LCS, or picked up 2 boxes from Blowout or another retailer, and was shorted 2 hits, I would probably be pretty pissed off about it. If you couple that, with all the mangled cards people are pulling from hobby boxes (present company included), you just might be able to see how the one and only licensed Major League Baseball card producer has some people out there who are a bit miffed. I’ve read post after post from collectors who were either shorted hits, or received a bunch of damaged cards in their boxes. It’s a shame really, because Ginter was probably the most anticipated release of what has become a year dominated by Topps and their Strasmania. Instead, people are spending hard earned money, during possibly the worst economy of all time, on a ridiculously overpriced box of baseball cards, only to find that a bunch of them are bent or dinged, and that they aren’t getting all that the box states they’re supposed to receive.
Personally, I have close to 50 cards to send in for replacement. There was only one or two boxes out of the bunch that didn’t have a buttload of damaged cards, so on average, the other 4 boxes yielded 12 damaged cards per. This is simply unacceptable.
Oh well, at least I’m another year older.