Last night was one of my coolest experiences ever with
cards.
I got home from work at about 8pm, just as the Yankees and Astros
were about to start. Anxious to get the game on, I planned to quickly kiss each
kid goodnight and get to a TV.
When I got to my son’s room, he asked for a “moving card”
(Sportflix) because he had a good day at school. Instead, I asked him if he
wanted one of the 30-card Dollar Tree repacks my mom gave him over the weekend
(she gave him two of them on Sunday). He said yes.
Instead of just flipping through, he got to the first card,
a Mike Pelfrey 2010 Topps, and asked how many home runs he had. I told him that
he was a pitcher, and it might be easier to find how many strike outs he had. I
showed him where to find that on the back of the card. For the next 15 minutes
or so, we went through each of the 30 cards. Based on the picture, I’d have him
guess if he was a hitter or pitcher. If he was a hitter, he’d find the “HR”
column on the back and tell me how many career home runs he had. If he was a
pitcher, he’d find the “SO” on the back and tell me how many strike outs.
It's been apparent for a while that my son has been fond of
numbers and has taken to math at an early age. Out of the blue he’ll tell me
that ten 100s equal one thousand and things like that. Not bad for a five-year-old,
right? While he’s getting frustrated sounding out letters and words lately,
numbers definitely come easier to him. Therefore, I shouldn’t act surprised
that he’s enjoying looking at the backs of baseball cards, just like many of us
did as youngsters.
I missed the top of the first inning because I was sitting
in my kid’s bed looking at the backs of baseball cards with him. That
experience was definitely more important and memorable than any inning of any
Playoff game I’ll ever watch.



























