Upon first meeting Joe in the parking lot, he handed me a couple of junk wax packs ('90 and '91 Topps). Much like a Japanese salaryman presenting his business card, Joe placed the packs in my hand. I was so eager to give my Bipping to him, I carelessly tossed his gift on the passenger seat of my car.
After suffering through all six tables at "the show", Joe and I parted ways. As we headed toward the parking lot, we exchanged goodbyes. Joe wished me well, and expressed his hope that I "enjoy the junk wax."
Oh, noooooooooo!!!
Blinded by my own Bip giving, I didn't realize that it could be me that was the Bippee.
The packs didn't appear tampered with:
OH, NO!!! LEDEE-BIPPED!
Joe eased the Bip-burn with a couple of nice Padres relics.
As a Bipper, Joe is one-of-a-kind. As a blogger, one-of-the-kindest.
2 comments:
I swear that Bip Roberts card was already in the '91 Topps pack! The irony amused me as I was loading them up.
Hey Travis, I went to Topps million and someone wanted to give an 1987 Robin Yount for a Bip Roberts card. Then I looked and lo and behold it was you trying to get the Bipster from me. Bip is precious, precious issss mine.
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