Junk Wax And Me First Experience Behind Card Show Table Was Exciting But Not Fulfilling
It was a trifecta that even now makes me happy. I was 14 or so when I wandered those endless rows of tables that day, at a massive show at Cervantes Convention Center in downtown St. Louis. I’d gone to dozens of smaller shows before, and went to dozens after. I would walk around my binder — the one with Upper Deck stickers on the front cover — hoping to find someone who would give me $3 for one of the Tom Gordon cards on that page of Rated Rookies so I could buy more packs....