I’m sure blogger Dean of Vintage Dayf or Dean of Vintage Dodgers Night Owl could’ve told me that, but when I saw that lone cereal box at K-Mart with Jackie Robinson staring back at me, I… ignored it.
"If you don't buy me now, you'll be sorrrrry..."
I thought my luck at actually pulling some stinkin’ Million Card Giveaway codes might have changed by now, and maybe I could pull two or three.
Yeah, no. Went 0 for 5 again, bringing my total to about 1 for 15 or 16 (including two fat packs) pulling Million Card Giveaway cards. I suppose it wasn’t a total loss, I did pull three Red Back Minis I needed from the Target Packs, bringing my total to 6 of the first 15, so I’m almost halfway finished with that set. But dang it, I wanted some codes!
So I went crawling back to K-Mart and Jackie, humbled and ashamed and an unnecessary $10 broker for ignoring him. But Jackie is a classy fellow and forgave my foolish ways. And thus the purchase was made. Within the box bearing his likeness contained, the 40-some base cards I have no place to put (Seriously, I’m sick of this mess if cards and want 90% of my collection gone! Want to start over! More on this soon…), the promised mishmash of low-level inserts, plus an original back Yo Momma card of Eddie Murray (1:3 cereal boxes) and a When They Were Young of… someone. Johnny Damon maybe (1:2). The Platinum Refractor was Ty Cobb. I’m not sure if pulling maybe the meanest jerkass in baseball history out of a box bearing the classiest dude in baseball history is ironic or not.
Not classy...
(Jackie box & Cobb pics box yoinked from ebay)
And then, what I came for, my golden ticket, my sweet sweet Million Card Giveaway redemption code. Surely Bob Gibson wouldn’t let me down the way Mike Schmidt did. I planned to hold on to my little piece of cardboard gold till it started raining ’50s again, but I saw it was dropping almost entirely ’60s and ’70s, with intermittent ’50s when I checked in shortly before starting this post. So I logged in my card and what did I pull?
La... LaCock?!?
To be fair, though I was impatient and went for it immediately, I was apparently only one code late on redeeming a 1962 Richie Ashburn… I got LaCockblocked! All that trouble in really freakin’ cold weather to pull a LaCock (insert immature giggle here). I bet Cobb was behind this. That bastard. 😡
What a serious waist of money. I’m an idiot and I hate myself right now.
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