The Excavation Begins!

Irony.   The circle of life.   I love it.

Tonight I've gone in search throughout the collection for some long lost Rangers for Play at the Plate.   I think it was the fact that Raiders of the Lost Ark was on TV.   The perfect motivation for my own junk wax archaeological dig!

I popped open one of my boxes and decided to pull out a block of cards....

Cardboard inside Cardboard.

They had been resting in that spot for more than twenty years.   Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you - the set we all love to hate, 1991 Fleer!

The Solyndra of baseball cards?

Man, these things are a beautiful disaster (as my girl Kelly Clarkson would say).   Here's the great part - they were all out of order.   I simply don't know what I have here (other than a boat load of '91 Fleer's, of course).   I am sure I picked up a cheap wax box of these cards at Sam's Club one day, ripped them with glee and fastidiously set aside the Griffey's.   The rest?   Relegated to the archives.   Silly young me!

But now I shall set them free.   The set-builder gene has kicked in and I must answer the call!   As you can see in the pic, the sorting and collation has already begun.   I hope I am close to a complete set.   If there's too much left to do......well, we'll see.   But for now - we must sort.

Thankfully, I have a cold one nearby and an encore of Indiana Jones has just started.   It's like a time machine to my youth.   Indy, hand me that torch!