Back around 7th grade I went over to a "friend"s house to trade cards. Afterwards at home I realized that several of my cards had disappeared, most notably my 1980 Dave Stieb and Rick Sutcliffe rookies. I guess he figured I wouldn't notice. I harassed him about it for weeks, maybe months before he finally fessed up and returned the Stieb and Sutcliffe (in lesser condition). Both worth about a dime each now, but he wasn't a friend after that. What a d**k.
Around the same time I remember working on trading my 78 Murray with another classmate for a 75 Brett. Somehow instead I wound up with a 78 Jack Morris, 77 Tony Armas, and four junk cards I can't remember. Bad negotiations on my part, my older brother told me I was an idiot.
Both good learning experiences.
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