Repack Box Remorse - Volume 3

Aargh, not again!

A collector friend who buys so much retail he should own stock in the store recommended the $20 Championship repack boxes to me.  So the last time I was in my local Wal-Mart, there wasn't much of anything else interesting, so I caved and got one. 

The Box

When I got it home, I expected the concealed innards to contain packs of ubiquitous junk wax to contrast the newer stuff that was mounted in the windows. 

The visible packs

What I found was an even worse abomination than just junk wax.  Inside were several "bundles" of junk wax cards that had apparently been created by a previous buyer* who must have returned the box to the store.  They were five card groups of 1987 Topps, 1989 Donruss, 1990 Donruss, 1990 Fleer, 1991 Topps, 1991 Upper Deck, and 1995 Fleer sealed in what looks like penny sleeves closed with a shrink wrap heat sealer.

The inside "wrappers"

I thought it was just a cheesy way to repack old cards.  My friend says that these boxes are usually all more recent packs, so I knew I got screwed.   To make matters worse, I got DUPES in the bundles and a couple of the packs.  The OPC Premier pack only had five cards in it.

Dupes from bundles (top row) and real packs (bottom row)

Needless to say, this tarnishes my desire to ever buy any more repacks, especially from that store.  I'll have to check if their shrink wrap has logos on it normally.  This box was one of only two left along with one football box.  No use trying to return it now, since I opened everything.  More trade fodder at best....



* [Sensitive readers go back to the text now] Previous buyer = fucking douchebag.

Utter Boredom on a Friday Night

About a month ago I ripped a pack of 1990 Topps Heads Up! that I got from fellow ripper Shane Diaz. He sent two packs of the stuff but I saved the second pack for a rainy day. That day is here. It's Friday night, the pager keeps going off so I can't do anything fun, and I have nothing new to rip for the blog. I looked over the Heads Up pack and wondered if I could figure out who was in it without actually opening the thing. After fondling it for a while trying to count the bumps like some kind of pervert, I finally had a Eureka! moment. I grabbed a sheet off a notepad and found a blue crayon. This is the result:


Below is a scan of the back of the pack with a checklist. Can you tell by the outline which disembodied head of a baseball star lies within the wrapper? Post your guesses in the comments, I'll open the sucker up tomorrow before the football game starts to reveal the secrets within.


Allllll Righty then! I'm awake, you've had time to make your guesses and it's time to open. What shall we find? My guess is the one I said I wanted to hang on my wall in the last post.

HAROLD REYNOLDS' SMILIN FACE

I'm going to give Harold a great big hug and put him up on my wall so whenever I read depressing news on the interwebs I can look up and smile along with Harold. Ah, I feel better already.