Thursday, April 30, 2015
There was a time when I chomped at the bit to blog almost every night.
If I'm being completely honest, I can't say I still feel that way these days. Although I was a little uneasy about it at first, I've come to terms with being a more sporadic blogger.
Don't get me wrong, my love for cardboard isn't diminishing. Neither is my love for blogging, really. It's just not the day-in, day-out thrill that it once was. I don't mind taking a mini-vacation from the blog when I'm not feeling it. (This is my first post since Sunday.)
But, you know, blogging isn't about me, me, me. If it was, I doubt I'd still be here. It's you guys that have kept me coming back for over three years.
I may not blog every day, but I still eagerly check out what others write on a daily basis.
While I may be "dogging it" in terms of my blogging stride, it's good to know that others are keeping the pace.
Zach, who you might know as "The Underdog Card Collector," is staying consistent in more ways than one. Not only is my buddy a steady blogger, but he's also a proficient trader. I mean, the guy's sent me four envelopes in the span of about a month.
The first was a small box full of goodies that included the three cards you've seen in this post thus far.
Although stadiums and mascots are always fun...
...the stack of Cubs Zach selected stole the show.
Between Ryno, the ivy, and that deep shade of Cubbie blue, this Goodwin Champions card is just about perfect.
Take out that hideous 'stache and it'd be flawless.
Parallels are always welcome here in Dime Box headquarters.
Both of these guys were highly touted youngsters, but only one of them is still a Cub.
Hint: It's the guy without the throwback.
The real jewel of this box was yet to come.
Aside from some additional silver foil, these Factory Set Diamond Anniversary parallels aren't much different than the standard base cards. But, no matter how you slice it, they are different...which means I'm more than happy to add them to my binders.
At first, I thought Zach might've found a small handful of these things for me.
It was the entire...
I went from owning exactly zero of these parallels to a couple dozen in the snap of a finger.
How's that for progress?
Zach added fuel to the fire by dropping a PWE on me a short while after that gem-filled box.
The envelope hit a couple of my 2015 Topps insert needs and set me a little further down my half-hearted quest to complete the First Pitch set. I can't say I'm much of a Rage Against the Machine fan, but I'm happy to have the Morello regardless.
And, hey, the guy's wearing a throwback jersey.
Zach followed that up with another PWE not long down the road.
This one knocked out a few recent Cubs needs of mine, needs which couldn't have been more diverse.
One of these guys is the greatest player to ever suit up on the North Side of Chicago. The other was recently sent down to Triple-A Iowa.
I trust you know which is which.
And, last but not least, Zach found time to drop another batch of cards on me just last week.
This spiffy Cooperstown insert of Mr. Express features one of my very favorite baseball quotes.
It didn't take long for Zach to get back to the business with the Cubs.
Inside this package was a budding stack of '92 Pinnacle Cubbies. It was the brand's first set, and, design-wise, it's by far their best.
Although I will say that I am glad Pinnacle stuck around until the mid '90s, because they still had a lot of greatness to bestow onto us.
We close things out with a guy, well...a guy who I'm not so sure about any more.
I hate to judge a player on what was basically a late-season call-up, but I have to say that in his brief time in the bigs, Javier Baez had the worst plate discipline of anyone I've ever seen.
Granted, he's still quite young, so I'm far from giving up on him. I'll still be collecting his cards either way, and this Heritage insert from Zach was much appreciated.
And it goes without saying that everything Zach was much appreciated. As long as great people like him are around, I'll still be here. I'm simply not a daily blogger any more, and that's okay. Like the hobby as a whole, I'm not fading away. I'm just changing.