If you're like me, you have oodles of old baseball/football/basketball cards around the house — some in binders, some in shoe boxes, some in those nifty little cardboard boxes you got from the card collector shop. And if you're like me, once every two years or so you'll stumble upon them and spend a couple of hours flipping through them.
"I paid HOW MUCH for a Shaq rookie card?"
"Man, I really really thought Penny Hardaway was going to be in the HOF someday."
"Look at how skinny Jim Thome was."
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