When Did It Stop Being Just About Cards?
Lately, as I scroll through Instagram, all I see are highlights from last night’s breaks—clips of someone hitting a “nuke” or pulling a “monster”, followed by captions hyping the thrill, the moment, the jackpot. But I remember when collecting was about something else entirely. It used to be about my favorite players. About completing a full set and carefully sliding each card into those 3-hole-punched sleeves of a binder I was proud to show off.