Dealing With Bad Sports Card Box Breaks
It happens to all of us from time to time. You did everything right, yet it went all wrong. It happened to me on Saturday. I went to my local card shop and bought, what I believed, to be THE box to break. I was feeling awesome, the sun was shining and I looked good doing it. My mojo was correct!
I was wrong.
From the beginning, superstition has been a part of sports. Athletes have had certain things that had to happen so they could perform up to their potential. Wade Boggs was known as "Chicken Man" because he ate poultry before every game. Patrick Roy talked to the post of the goal and was quoted as saying, "They are my friends." Michael Jordan wore his North Carolina shorts under his Bulls uniform shorts every game. Do these obsessions actually bring their games to new heights, or was it always the hours of practice and repetition?
The collectors universe has not become immune from ritual and superstition. Before you bust open a treasure hunt of hits, do you hear the Indiana Jones theme song in your head while you crack your bullwhip and swing over a river of lava? Don't judge me. The hobby is full of colorful characters. Some open up every box with a specific lucky knife. Some only open boxes with certain numbers or markings. Some always open in the card shops, while others never do. I guess the question is, "What is the voodoo, you do?"
I got home and hung out a bit. Finally, I decided it was time to blow this box up. I grabbed my knife and opened it, pulled out the checklist and set my packs neatly on the table. I ripped one by one, enjoying every part of the process. As I started to come to the end of the road, it struck me that I have just pulled two redemption's, that were expired, and one jersey piece. I knew that I had one hit left. Two packs remained. First one, all base. "Cool," I thought, "It's in this one."
I ripped slowly, savoring the moment to the last card--all base, no hit. I was shorted a hit! It was a slightly older product and I knew I had to play the 'dodge the redemption' game. But two? seriously, what cruel fate is this? I looked at my wife and said, "Excuse me while I go through the five stages of grief."
I had done all the research like I always do before I bought this box. I looked at the rookie class, it was strong. I watched a few videos on YouTube to see the product, I liked it. I even went to eBay to see if the value was still strong, which it was. I was confused. What went wrong?
After a few hours, I had a moment of clarity. I realized that I had done the research and crossed my t's and dotted my i's. It just didn't happen the way I planned. That's all. Much like the athlete who practices, watches film and had a great game plan, but still lose the game. Then I thought of all the stunning moments in collecting I have had. The amazing pulls, trades and fun I have doing it. It takes it all, I guess, a little luck and a little skill. As long as you're having fun, it doesn't matter.
By the way, my wife still won't let me have a bullwhip.
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