Hello? Anybody Home?

Wow, where do I start? Soccer. Job. School. Church. Girlfriend. Dang. Life has me busy, but have no fear, I have not forgotten about you guys.

I know I try to do this every year and I may not be able to fully commit to again to it this year, but I am trying to kick off the dust with the 'ole blog.


It is crazy but it feels like I never left.


I know that is hard to imagine, but the blogging community is amazing. I have continued to receive generous care packages from fellow bloggers while I remained nonexistent. Shout out to my good buddy Will on that last part.


And while my blog remained dormant, my collecting has not. It has just sort of evolved to fit my ever busy lifestyle. Although I still do love my beloved Redbirds, my collection has dwindled of present cards. In their place, I have amped up my passion for following minor league baseball.


I guess I just have an infatuation with the future.


Being a teenager today, I am all always looking forward just like my fellow millennials. It may just come with the age. I don't know, but I can say this. I love the next best thing and that includes prospects in minor league baseball.


This has changed my approach to TTMing with sports cards as well. I want to acquire a minor league card of every minor league guy out there and get it signed. Hopefully inspiring with the word of Christ in the meantime.


And although many of those autographs will be worthless, there will always be the players that are the diamonds in the rough. Which are my favorite of all the minor leaguers out there.


To this day I continue on my quest in my Rookie Card Challenge. Do not think I have given up on that yet like my Cardinals collecting. The basic principle of acquiring a rookie card of every player since my first year of collection in 2010 is nostalgic to me.



I get the chance to look back and creepily realize how old I have become and see the maturation of these players into the players they are today. See who survived and who did not. And realize how much the game and collecting has changed.


And I guess you could say that is an accurate representation of my blog too. I can look back on my writings from when I was 12 and see how much, I would not say matured, but none the less say I have changed to the 17 year old I am today.


So thank you rookie cards. Thank you minor leaguers. And most importantly thank you bloggers. I am (hopefully) on my way back. God Bless!

(P.S) Sorry about not having any pictures pictures in this post. Next one should have plenty.