Wally Moon
I always know Spring is on its way when Topps releases their Series 1 baseball cards. I’ve gotten them on day one since as far back as I can remember. I guess it reminds me of being a kid. If you lose that, you’re a goner. You know what I’m saying, Bazooka Moriarty? We were always flipping and scaling the cards in the schoolyard and trading ‘em back and forth.
I guess kids today are still scooping up the cards, which is good since youth baseball participation has been down. Hey, I’ve been saying all along that tee ball and trophies for everyone has put the kaboomer on the game. I’m gonna grab the Topps Series 1 cards and show Gainer’s kids, Shane and Flynn, and my daughter Maggie’s daughter Ella how to flip and scale these babies.
I gotta admit, one time I used a baseball card to shenanigan-ize my cousin Danny, who grew up in my neighborhood. Danny made a lot of money for his first communion and I spotted an opportunity. He was a year younger and believed every story I ever told him. So I told the bloke I would sell him my Wally Moon baseball card, which would be worth a ton of money someday, for only a hundred bucks. The sap bought it. Not long after, his old man came barreling up the street hooting and hollering and banging on our front door like a drum. He was looney-bird, saying I robbed his son and demanded the cash back. I had to hand it over. But ya know what, I gave Danny Boy a deal. That Wally Moon card is worth $315 today. Whaddaya know?
Keep your dukes up.
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