Bacon Calling

The Collective Troll sent out a package from his group break with the instructions that I had to post one card.

EFF THAT NOISE

THIS BLOG GOES TO ELEVEN

Here are eleven cards from a very large pile of junk wax White Sox I got from the group break.

So why the heck did I choose the White Sox in a group break? Three reasons:
1) Braves were took and I wanted in on the break.
2) The White Sox have been my adopted American League team since I was a kid thanks to Carlton Fisk.
3) I would now have some cards I can send to Steve when we inevitably trade packages again.
When I opened the package and looked through the pile, this card here got me the most excited. Even though Tom played for the Mets and reds, two of my least favorite teams growing up, I've always been a fan of Seaver. Then I looked through Steve's wantlists and wouldn't ya know, this card is on there. So Tom is heading North, eventually.  (to be honest I think I already have this card anyway)

The rest of the cards are not on the wantlist and therefore MINE ALL MINE. Unless I can flip them to another White Sox fan. Is there more than one of them on the interwebs? This card shall not be flipped. Pacific Legends was a kickass set back in the day and is probably one of the reasons why my collecting is still grounded in vintage stuff even though I lived through the Golden Age of NEW AND SHINY Junkwax. I don't have a heck of a lot of this series of Legends and I could never give up a knuckleballer anyway. 

I went card crazy in 1991 and I probably have more '91 Score than any other brand from that year. I liked this set so much I bought a truckload from packs and then went out and bought the factory set. Current manager Ozzie about to beat out an infield single on this card.

Man, this card was on fire back in '92. I must be jaded because I'm just not seeing the fantasticness of this card any more. It's nice... but we all lost our minds over it.

Pudge!!! I must have a dozen of this card. Odd how the Premier version of O-Pee-Chee is dirt common while I hardly ever see the actual base set.

Best Upper Deck set ever. Here's another knuckleballer and you can get a good look at the grip on this one. What's up with the throwback hat with the contemprary uniform though?

No-hit hurler Wilson Alvarez shows off a grip to Napoleon Dynamite. Gosh.

Julio's still playing somewhere, I know it. Wren needs to sign this dude to spell Glaus at first. Julio's knees are younger than Troy's anyway.

Here's a big jump to 2009. Thome's apparently showing off his swing at the county fair.

Man I like this set. I like this set a lot. I need to break down and just buy a box of this stuff. They're cheap as dirt anyway.

Oh lookie here, a hit! How do I get hits without even trying. Q-man's playing pretty well this year from what I've heard.

A few unopened packs were used as filler in the box. I shall open and post one and one only. Choose the pack to be opened wisely. Thanks Troll, I'm slowly rebuilding my Rays file so expect something in the mail one of these months.

MINIONS!!!!!

This post was originally going to be to order you all to send your 2010 Upper Deck cards to a douche at MLB Properties, but like Thorzul's original idea, plans changed at the last minute. Don't get me wrong, we all still need to Bip the hell out of that ass, but more important things have arisen.

TROLL'S CARDS GOT JACKED

Some jackass swiped all of The Collective Troll's favorite cards. Now shit happens, life isn't fair and we all fuck up and pay for it every once in a while. It happens to everyone. That's not the point. What's really important is how we react when something like this happens to someone else be it a friend or a stranger. The guy who swiped the cards may have sold them off already, or is sitting on them waiting for the heat to die down or got spooked and trashed them. Hell, he might be an evil Anti-Dayf and swiped them to add to a massive collection. Now, Bacon may never see any of those cards again, but that doesn't mean we can't replace some of them.

This is a fact:

EVERY SINGLE PERSON READING THIS BLOG HAS A RAYS CARD SOMEWHERE THAT THEY DON'T NEED.

Unless you're reading from Afghanistan or the middle of the Amazon or are a minimalist or an ascetic and gave away all your worldly possessions or are a heroin addict and came to this blog by a Google search accident, you probably have a whole bunch of cards somewhere. You don't like the Rays, who likes the Rays? Even with Longoria and a World Series berth, there just ain't that many Rays fans out there. And if you ARE a Rays fan, then I bet you have a whole crapload of rays and at least a few have to be doubles.

FIND THOSE RAYS

SEND THEM TO TROLL

YOUR MASTER COMMANDS IT

Here's my first contribution:



I picked this up at the flea market a couple of years ago because it looked cool and was really cheap. I don't care about Ben Zobrist, but Troll might appreciate it. so it's going to Troll. If you have Rays you want to send to Troll, e-mail him and tell him. If he gets all bashful and doesn't respond, e-mail me. I'll get him your Rays even if you have to send 'em to me first and I have to hop on 75 South and hand deliver them. I enjoy reading Troll's 8,000-word posts too much to see something like this knock him down.

Don't let the theiving jerk win. We can turn this:

Into this:

Now Minions... GO!!!!!