Dime Boxes -- The Low-End Baseball Card Collector's Journey

Over the 15 years I've been collecting, I've managed to accumulate more cards of Vladimir Guerrero than any other single player in baseball history.

I haven't checked lately, but my Vlad inventory was reaching 900 different cards last time I checked. And, though I can't say for certain, there's a good chance Vlad was the subject of my very first player collection. I've been a fan of his for as long as I can remember, and there aren't many players I've enjoyed watching -- or collecting -- more than him.

Time hasn't quelled that little bubbly excitement I get whenever I land a new Vlad, and nothing showcased that more than not one, but two almost entirely Vlad-centric packages I received from none other than Wes of "Jaybarkerfan's Junk" fame a few months ago.

The cards he sent hit on pretty much every reason why I love collecting the almighty Vladimir Guerrero.




1) The trajectory of Vlad's career closely paralleled my own baseball fandom.

Vladimir Guerrero made his big-league debut in 1996, a nine-game cup-of-coffee with the Expos that year.

I was four years old at the time, which was when I was probably first getting into the consistent habit of watching baseball games on TV. Vlad would have his first of many monster years in 1998, when he posted a .324-38-109 slash line and became a force to be reckoned with.

I played my first year of tee-ball in '98, and it was probably the first year I considered myself a full-fledged baseball fan.




2) The guy was GOOD.

It's sad that the infamous "steroid era" caused many people to overlook Vlad, because the numbers really are staggering when you put them all together.

Nine-time All-Star. 2004 AL MVP. A .318-449-1,496 career stat line. And talk about consistency. The guy never hit below .300 in any year between 1997 and 2008.

He's a Hall of Famer in my book.




3) Vlad: The Last Great Montreal Expo.

Though Vlad may have been on the rise, the Expos were on the outs during his tenure in Montreal.

The Expos never made the postseason in Vlad's years with the club (1996-2003) and were often cellar-dwellers in the NL East. When Vlad walked after the '03 season and signed with the Angels, it was the end of an era. The Expos relocated to Washington after a dismal 67-95 season in 2004, making Vlad the last great Montreal Expo.

(At least until someone has the good sense to move a big-league team back to Montreal...)




4) Vlad has introduced me to many new card designs.

I always seem to be getting cards of Vlad from sets I've never seen before.

This is my very first card from the 2001 SP Game Bat Milestone Edition (deep breath) checklist. There's a good chance I would've never discovered this set had it not been for Vlad appearing in it, because God knows how hard it is to keep up with the gluttony of brands that were created during his big-league career.

Which reminds me...




5) The guy has A LOT of cards to chase.

I've gone back and forth on this issue a few times, and part of me does wish that some of those unnecessary brands released during Vlad's career would've stayed on the cutting room floor.

But all things considered, it does give me a whole lot to hunt. The Vlad market certainly won't dry up anytime soon, and I can't deny that all those cards keeps the thrill of the chase fresh.

The 900 Vlads I own probably isn't even a drop in the bucket compared to the total number of cards Vlad had issued during his career.




6) Vlad played in the most, er, innovative(?) era for baseball cards.

Only the late '90s/early 2000s years would allow an insert set called "License to Skill" to hit the market.

It's part of why I find that particular era so painfully lovable.




7) Vlad has some of the most consistently great cards of any player ever.

Sometimes greatness can't buy you a good baseball card.

If you take a look back through the archives, many of the game's superstars kind of got the shaft in terms of their cardboard careers. But not Vlad. One of the reasons I get so much joy out of collecting him is the sheer fact that he had a ton of fantastic cards.

This terrific broken bat shot is just one of Vlad's many masterpieces.




8) Vlad's just an all-around great guy.

Vlad seemed to keep a bit of a low profile during his career, but every account I've read has painted him as nothing less than a terrific human being.

If nothing else, you can look at a lot of his baseball cards for proof. He's all smiles in a high percentage of the cards I own of him.

Here's perhaps the highest compliment I can pay the guy: going through my Vlad collection has, on more than one occasion, cheered me up on a bad day.

And there's just a few of the reasons why it's such a joy to receive new cards of Vladimir Guerrero from awesome fellow collectors like Wes. I've been in this hobby for a long time now, and even 900 cards later, the thrill of the chase is still fresh to this day.

It's been an honor, Vlad.

Let's take a look at how last week's voting played out.


































































The polls are now on the sidebar.

Happy voting!

I have to admit, I just don't get these digital card games.

A big part of collecting, to me, is the physical act of holding the cards in my hands, peeling them one-by-one from packs, feeling the surfaces, flipping them over and reading the backs. That's the main reason I haven't devoted a single second to pursuing the newfangled Topps Bunt app this year. It's just not my thing.

What I didn't know was that Topps was apparently plotting a physical set of Bunt cards all along, releasing a 200-card set that received little fanfare (I first heard about it by accident on Twitter) early last week. I was somewhat intrigued, so I figured I'd take the usual route: hunt down a couple packs and snag the rest I needed on the secondary market.

That is, until I saw the price point, which convinced me to say what the heck and pick up an entire 36-pack box of the stuff. It cost me a hair over $28 (with free shipping), which, for comparison's sake, is only a few dollars more than I would've spent on a blaster of A&G or Topps Chrome or something random from the Target card aisle.

Topps Bunt was something I've wanted from Topps for a while: a cheap, unique set that isn't just a regurgitation of Flagship like Opening Day.





For under $30, it's hard to beat the sheer fun of opening 36 packs of baseball cards on a warm afternoon.

Even better is the fact that this set actually isn't that bad. It's not a standout, by any means. I've seen a couple bloggers compare it to Topps Lineage, and I think that's apt. I'm a little disappointed that, like Lineage, Topps Bunt doesn't feature stats on the back, instead going with small blurbs for each player atop a gluttony of ads.

But the photos are nice and clean, and you sure get a lot of bang for your buck. I didn't check, but I probably got close to a complete base set in this box. And it's hard to not fall in love with those plus-sized team logos lining the background of each card. I enjoy the design a whole lot more than Lineage.

Now that I think of it, I think I actually enjoy the design a bit more than 2016 Flagship, honestly.




The first thing that came to mind when I saw the low price point was, of course, the holy and sacred Topps Total.

But let's not get too excited just yet. The packs may be affordable for every rank of collector -- and I vehemently thank Topps for that -- but the meager 200-card checklist isn't anywhere near Total standards. You won't find backup catchers and middle relievers here, sadly. There aren't many surprises in Topps Bunt's player selection.

All the big stars you see in every other set are in this one, too.




One thing Topps Bunt has going for it is a look at players in their new, unairbrushed 2016 duds.

A lot of these guys have appeared in other 2016 sets like Heritage, Archives, etc., but most feature them in photoshopped unis. Best I can tell, Topps Bunt uses absolutely no airbrushing, which means real, actual photos without retouching.

No funny stuff.




Another thing I like about Topps Bunt are all the cheaper, bigger-name rookies.

Base cards of guys like Schwarber and Story in most other sets will run you a pretty penny, but they're easily obtainable in Topps Bunt.

But I still can't get over the fact that a guy born in 1996 (Urias) now has a place in my binders.




Topps Bunt features a lot of the same legends you'll find in most other sets (Robinson, Clemente, Mays, etc.), but Topps did sneak in a few surprises with the likes of Bo and Vlad.

It's also a joy to see Rod Carew in this set, because -- and maybe this is just my imagination -- he seems to be quite underrepresented in the current hobby.




It's kind of refreshing to see a Topps set without a gluttony of parallels.

Parallels seem to drive prices up (why else should a rack pack of Chrome cost $10?), which is why I don't mind that this platinum Lorenzo Cain /99 was the only parallel I pulled out of the entire box.

Between frugality and parallels, I'll take frugality.





Being an old soul at heart, I always like designs that harken back to old-time media -- be it newspapers, magazines, or, in this case, programs.

Front to back, these Bunt Program inserts are done extremely well and are among the best cards Topps has produced all year.

There's a very '70s vibe to them that I just love.




Equally awesome is the Unique Unis set.

It's mostly a throwback-themed series -- which you know I can appreciate -- but Topps threw in some random examples as well, such as Ken Griffey Jr.'s 1999 Home Run Derby garb.




But my favorite of the bunch -- and maybe my favorite of the entire box -- was this one.

Not only is it my first card featuring those cringe-worthy '70s White Sox throwbacks, but, as luck would have it, these just so happen to be the very same style of jerseys that were at the heart of the infamous Chris Sale fiasco last month.

In using the name of the set as a precedent, Topps Bunt strikes me as something of a safety squeeze. There's not a lot of risk here for Topps -- it's not a last-ditch suicide squeeze. It's more of a let's-move-a-runner-over-and-see-what-happens type of move.

With a low price point and a relatively small base set, it seems like Topps is just throwing this set out there and letting us decide what to do with it.

And me personally, I see a whole lot of potential here: Topps Bunt is a legitimately unique set that satisfies both physical and virtual collectors alike.

The Marlins are a weird team.

They've won two World Series despite never having earned a division title. They play in a ballpark that looks more like an amusement park. And these days they insist people call them the Miami Marlins, despite the fact that they're ingrained in the minds of most fans -- myself included -- as the Florida Marlins.

But even though I still hold somewhat of a grudge against the Marlins for knocking out the Cubs in the 2003 NLCS, I'll always have an appreciation for the club since they're one of just four expansion teams (along with the Rockies, Diamondbacks, and Rays) to have been born during my lifetime. (I was only one year old in 1993, but it still counts.)

And, despite the fact that they've only been around for a little over two decades, the Marlins have a formidable Short Term Stops roster, which makes me happy I'm rebooting this theme with them in the spotlight.






But God, Mark Buehrle looks wrong in anything other than a White Sox jersey.













Instead, let's go with Rafael Furcal, longtime Braves shortstop and 2000 NL Rookie of the Year. Furcal seemed to have resurrected his career during his 2012 All-Star campaign with the Cardinals, but wound up missing the entire 2013 season due to injury. He briefly resurfaced with the Marlins in 2014 in an ill-fated comeback attempt, hitting just .171 in nine contests before calling it a career.

Kudos to Topps for commemorating those nine games.









One wonders what the Marlins might've done had that team stayed together.











Enter the One At-Bat campaign, which sought to get Greenberg that hallowed second taste of the majors. And enter the Marlins, who were willing to grant him that wish. On October 2, 2012, in his first major league at-bat since the horrific beaning, Greenberg stepped to the plate against knuckleballer R.A. Dickey, pinch-hitting in the 6th inning.

Greenberg struck out on three pitches, but it still made for one of the more emotional baseball moments of my lifetime -- and one of the most treasured baseball cards of my lifetime, to boot.

That just about does it for this edition of "Short Term Stops."

Thanks for tuning in!