Heard the news on the radio

record breaker attic baseball card find

pristine collection had auctioneers drooling

family fortune thanks to a granddad

niggled his brain all day


once home from work

poked around junk closet

pulled out old tennis racquet

son's wrestling trophies

tucked in corner – the box

brushed thinning brownish hair off brow

knee cracked as he stood

carried treasure to kitchen table

musty odor assailed his nose


rows and rows of allowance spent

bubblegum chewed, hours of studied

statistics – stars and rookies

valuable trades.  Afternoons with neighbor

buddies absorbed in baseball

faded and fingered

each card told of fame or flameout

plucked the most crumpled

carried everywhere his tenth summer

good luck token when he took the mound


far from pristine

not mint condition

that crinkled card boosted esteem

taught win, lose, and team

baseball memories and dreams