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cbrandtw
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Oh yes, I remember that night. Carolynn was probably the reason I took a long break from my card collecting career. Back to the reason for my post.
When I was a young guy the only teams I could ever watch on TV were the Atlanta Braves (TBS) and the Chicago Cubs (WGN). Well most of the Cubs games were on during the day while I was either at school or running around the neighborhood during the summer. Living in Alabama, the Braves were and are still the closest team to my home so naturally I rooted for them and their leader Dale Murphy. I had played baseball for a few seasons already and had baseball posters and Sports Illustrated all over my room. But it wasn't until that magical 1982 season where the Braves won the NL West (yes, the West) and the Murph won his first of back-to-back MVP awards that really took my love of the game to the next level. I was so infatuated with the Braves I became a member of the Peter Pan Peanut Butter Atlanta Braves Booster Club.
Man do I wish I still had that sweet shirt on the cover of my folder!! I thought I was all in after that phenomenal season. Boy was I wrong. That fall, November 16th to be exact, is when everything change. My mom and dad gave me my very first baseball card. THE card was inside a birthday card that I truly wish I still had. I knew the guy pictured on the cardboard because of the books I read and the stories my dad would tell but I would never had imagined the impact it would have on my life. My mom is gone now and, like myself, my dad is getting older every day. This card has been and always will be a part of me. I'm anxious to pass it along to one of my kids when the time is right.
Who was your first time? I mean card.
When I was a young guy the only teams I could ever watch on TV were the Atlanta Braves (TBS) and the Chicago Cubs (WGN). Well most of the Cubs games were on during the day while I was either at school or running around the neighborhood during the summer. Living in Alabama, the Braves were and are still the closest team to my home so naturally I rooted for them and their leader Dale Murphy. I had played baseball for a few seasons already and had baseball posters and Sports Illustrated all over my room. But it wasn't until that magical 1982 season where the Braves won the NL West (yes, the West) and the Murph won his first of back-to-back MVP awards that really took my love of the game to the next level. I was so infatuated with the Braves I became a member of the Peter Pan Peanut Butter Atlanta Braves Booster Club.
Man do I wish I still had that sweet shirt on the cover of my folder!! I thought I was all in after that phenomenal season. Boy was I wrong. That fall, November 16th to be exact, is when everything change. My mom and dad gave me my very first baseball card. THE card was inside a birthday card that I truly wish I still had. I knew the guy pictured on the cardboard because of the books I read and the stories my dad would tell but I would never had imagined the impact it would have on my life. My mom is gone now and, like myself, my dad is getting older every day. This card has been and always will be a part of me. I'm anxious to pass it along to one of my kids when the time is right.
Who was your first time? I mean card.