I'd love to rip a bunch of 71's in baseball, as they were the first packs I opened. I pulled a Steve Carlton, and immediately took scissors to it, to make it fit the picture section in my wallet.
In football it was 72's, in a small town called Kewanee, Illinois at a Ben Franklin dime store. I got a Johnny Unitas, to the unending envy of my friend Dan who was also buying packs.
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