August 30, 2006

CHANGE IS BAD:

Bring Back the Wax Paper and Bubble Gum (TIM MARCHMAN, August 30, 2006, NY Sun)

When I started grousing about baseball cards, I knew I had become an old man. It was just last week. My wife and I were waiting in line at our local big box store, and one of the displays at the checkout was a four-foot tall case full of boxes of baseball cards.

"You can't even buy a damn pack of baseball cards these days," I grumbled. "Look, they put the packs in the boxes, and you have to buy them 10 at a time. In my day you bought a pack for fifty cents, and it came with gum. And it was a wax pack, and the cards were made out cardboard. Cardboard! I used to trade them with my friend Jeff, he lived on the other side of Jamaica Avenue," etc.etc. I was not far from claiming I used to fix them to my bicycle wheels with clothespins. I picked up one of the boxes, as if to sneer at it, while my wife scowled at me.


Other than getting married and having kids, nothing beats throwing a leaner.

Posted by Orrin Judd at August 30, 2006 8:12 AM
Comments

Baby boomers' obsessions with sports memorabilia/collectables has pretty much ruined both the idea of kids collecting baseball cards and getting players' autographs, since both are now seen as bottom-line for profit endavors by too many adults, and the companies and players then act accordingly and take their share of the loot out on top through higher prices and charging for signatures.

Posted by: John at August 30, 2006 10:18 AM

I miss the smell of gum on the cards. I don't particularly miss the gum...you had to soften it up quite a bit in your mouth before you could start chewing it.

Remember it had that white powder on it too.

Posted by: Bartman at August 30, 2006 12:51 PM

oj,
I probably put tens of thousands of $$$'s worth of cards into my early 50's bicycle spokes.
Oh well!

Posted by: Mike Daley at August 30, 2006 10:44 PM
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