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Sunday, June, 2, 2024
When The Cardboard Gods Smile Upon You
You ever had the experience of beating the odds while handling your cards?
I don't mean pulling that 1/1 out of a pack - that's collation and doesn't have much to do with you. Unless you just paid for one pack out of a box and then reached in and randomly selected the third one in the center stack and it had the case hit...
But I'm not even talking about that much of a win. More like the subtle little things that happen that just seem lucky or almost supernatural.
What inspired me was the other day when I was pulling cards for the TCDB trades that had stacked up late in the week. One collector wanted a single card from my 1994 Pacifics among a whole line of other cards. They are in a three row box, separate from my other trade stock. It was a number in the 300's, so it would likely be right in the middle. I reached in and flipped the center row forward, and the first card was the exact card I was looking for. There was only one, even though so many of my dupes have multiple copies of the same card - up to double digits. I hit the one card in the entire box that was the one I needed. What are the chances?
I can't think of what these kind of experiences are called. My knee-jerk reaction is usually "Damn, I'm good!" I won't say it happens a lot, but it happens often enough that I either think I've been doing this so long that I've developed psychic powers, or that I need to get out more.
Like when you open a book (or a binder of cards in pages) to the exact page you want without it being marked. Do things like that happen to you too?
Let me know in the comments.