Saturday, March 28, 2015

The Leprechaun

Wes, the author of ye ole Jaybarkerfan's Junk, warned me a month ago about sending another monster my way.  I've received so many monsters from Wes I think I've lost count.  Let's see... there was the Colossus, the Rancor Monster, the Kraken, the Bear, and my favorite, the Wampa.  Honestly, I may have missed one in there.  The Colossus stood out because of the shear volume of cards, but the Wampa package actually contained a Wampa.  How cool is that? In case you were concerned about the whereabouts of the Wampa I think DefGav has him in a cage in his basement or something now.

Let's move on to JBF's latest and greatest beast, The Leprechaun.  I was freaked out by The Leprechaun movie when I was a wee lil' tike, and I was quite relieved to find only a note in the box.  No, actually leprechauns!
 Man, that sounds really ominous, especially for a Cubs fan such as myself.  
So because of this blue talisman I guess a Leprechaun is going to wind up on my front stoop and chase me around the grounds and torture me and what not.  The coin is cool and all, but I don't really want to tango with some creapy Leprechaun monster.  Maybe I can give the coin to one of my Cub fan friends?
 In the meantime let's peak in to the box.
 What the heck?  A 400-count storage box with "1987 Topps Baseball" written on the side?  Man, this Leprechaun plays dirty!

I stuck a peak inside and here's two of the first cards I pulled out:

Yes, actual 1987 Topps baseball cards.  No, they're not O-Pee-Chee or Topps Tiffany. Just regular junk wax from 1987 Topps.  Ugh.

Oh, it gets worse . . .
I would normally cheer for two cards to add to my player collections.  The Doug Dascenzo is pretty awesome, but that Matt Clement is trippy.
 I think The Leprechaun stole Matt's sole.  I mean, just take a look at those eyes.  They're all blackened out and soul-less.  That's some evil stuff right there.  This Leprechaun is going to be one creepy little dude for sure.


Um, hold on.  I need to answer the door.

To be continued . . . 


  1. Good luck. Maybe it won't be all bad. Especially not if Jennifer Anniston decides to stop by.

    1. Dude, I don't think it's Jennifer Anniston.