Sometimes, long before I met my lovely wife, long before I became the super cool dude you all know, I liked to sit up in my bed at night and talk to my baseball cards. "Hello Darryl Strawberry. My that was quite a blast you hit today. Thank you for showing up twice in the wax box I bought last week." Or "Hello Will Clark. They say you will be one of the greatest hitters ever. This 87 Topps card of you surely will be able to help buy me a car someday." Or "Hello Andy Van Slyke. I hope that when you are making your Hall of Fame acceptance speech, grown up Napkin Doon will be sitting in the crowd, cheering you on."
Well, imaging my delight when I discovered that some cards could talk BACK to me! As I stumbled across these Baseball Talk cards in the attic last week, I recalled my lonely, lonely nights of listening to baseball cards. How I ever had a girlfriend in high school is beyond me.