I am sure several of us have had lady troubles in the past because of our hobby. I have had girlfriends who didn’t even know what baseball cards were, others who hated that I would spend $200-$300 a month on paper with sweaty guys on it, and my current better half who is not always pleased with my spending. Let’s face reality, guys. Women are strange creatures. No matter how perfect, how beautiful, or how understanding your woman is she will never approve of you buying a pack of ’07 Triple Threads. She might put up with it but she won’t be happy with it.
All that being said, collecting baseball cards should never become an addiction worth losing your family over. This guy here is a perfect example of what not to do when making a choice of baseball cards or paying the bills. Not only did his first marriage end because of baseball cards, his second wife left him after he secretly spent $8,000-$10,000 a year on wax. Then he comes on the Beckett message boards to “warn” us not to be like him. Listen buddy, I don’t think that will be a problem.
I won’t be hypocritical here. I too have found myself spending large amounts of time on eBay looking for the next great Jose Canseco card, or lurked on the baseball message boards and/or been writing one too many blogs at times I could have been spending with my son but it has never gotten out of hand. I have found a way to include my wife into my collection, as you may have seen in Wax Heaven’s first ever video box break. We went to the store to buy Ultra Pro pages and she was the one pushing for me to buy wax, not the other way around.
I won’t lie and tell you the family gig doesn’t hurt the collection. I would love to have spent my money on twice as much cards as I have opened so far but I have to put food on my table, keep my water warm, and teach my son to play catch. The next great Joba Chamberlain 1/1 card is not going to cloud my judgement, well, at least not completely. Hey, that’s almost good enough, no?