The main reason why I have collected cards as an adult in the last 20 years is for that nostalgic hurry.
That is what I have pursued all those years – that feeling of collecting cards when I was a child, to pull photos of the players of that time and to save them in my collection. Collecting modern cards from modern players is fine, but if that is all that I did, I would have given up now.
But I gathered those original sets of my younger days – and sometimes even before I started collecting for the past 20 years – too. And I have just about the big sets to chase. I hardly have any “new” cards from my boys anymore.
1983 Donruss is the last stop as far as large sets that came out as a fan during my forming years, which I consider as 1975-83 (1975-85 if I want to be a little more casual about it). It is the only major release from this period that I have not completed.
I recently received around 40 cards from the Donruss from 1983 in a TCDB deal. The only thing I had to give up was a few extra deadgers – I will accept that trade proposal at any time. I enjoyed the hurry to see all those familiar faces again, on photos that I had never known until the moment this week when I looked at the map.
Cherish in the feeling:
My boys from the 70s on a product from the 80s. They all greeted me on cardboard during the first or two years of my fandom (granted Hrabosky was a cardinal and watson an astro). There is a place in my baseball heart for all.
Those guys who are boys from the 80s through and through (I know, I know, the Dale Murphy Rookie Card). That’s how I associate them anyway. So nice to pull these names again.
Even a few boys from the 60s appear in a set from 1983. Of course I only knew them in the 1970s.
Hot young stars I read about in magazines – you know those, “Top Future Stars of the 80s”, etc. OK, maybe then Meyer wasn’t much there, but occasionally a writer threw a bone at the Mariners.
Guys we saw in the late season, some even in the World Series.
Speaking of the World Series, here are some clear World Series boys. We will not talk about the World Series -moment of Elias Sosa, but I am happy to talk about that of George Frazier, as long as you will be in front of it.
Here are some boys we have talked about – my brothers, my friends and I – who are almost never mentioned again, except by people who are so old as me. Of course and as always, young people, it is your loss.
A man I have never drawn for so long-out that he is a wonder with one card! It would probably have known every factoid about Terry Bogenter if I pulled this card in 1983, but it is now 2025 and I don’t have the time I ever did.
And a man with a card that I can’t believe I think it’s just now.
Finally, a numbered checklist, which you can only find during that period that I love so much (oh, and also in many previous years).
A number of other boys I just didn’t get to.
All these cards, however, placed me halfway when collecting this set. Quite amazingly, my total of Donruss from 1983 was around 20 tickets for four decades. Just like Donrus from 1982, I may have just bought the whole set to be efficient, but for now I enjoy gathering it bit by bit. (Hit me tcdbers!)
Because once this set is completed, it is it. Of course I will still have some nice strange activities, from Kelloggs and hostess and TCMA and a few other food problems from the 80s.
Maar het spul uitgegeven in waxpakketten die in de drogisterij of hoekwinkel woonden, waar je met de munten en dollars in je zak met de munten en dollars naartoe hebt gelopen, die soms kauwgom of een sticker bevatten, die je op de weg terug hebt geopend of als je een wilskracht had in je slaapkamer eenmaal teruggekomen, dat je hebt gestapeld in de volgorde van de voorkeur of het batting van de voorkeur of het team, dat je Clamped in a slammed that you saved … that after an end.
I don’t know what will happen if I can’t find new cards from my boys. I think that is another mystery to collect that still has to be resolved.
#nostalgic #rush #ends