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Paul SWhen I was a kid it just felt special that I could actually own a card from the days when the player played, and at that time a kid could save up to buy it (with help from mom.) My first was the Cobb bat-on. That expression, the colors, that dusky yellow-to-orange sunset above the green grass horizon. I was the envy of my few collector friends. When I told them I had a Cobb I already knew they wouldn't believe me, so we went back to my house where I had already calculatingly put it on the mantle above the fireplace. Wasn't soon before they had their own T206s, and more for me too.