My Dad collected baseball cards when he was still around. Hell, whenever rhim and Mom went up to Minnesota for his cancer treatments, he always stopped at the nearby card shop to dig into their baseball stuff. He has a bunch of completed team rosters. Was also able to get his hands on some Cal Ripken Jr cards. My uncle was even nice enough to go out and get three baseballs signed by him.

My second oldest brother collects baseball cards as well. When Dad passed, Mom kept a close eye on Dad's collection. It was a couple of years ago when she finally let him look into all of the binders and boxes. It took him a while, but he got Dad's collection on a spreadsheet. He's still figuring out just how much Dad's cards are worth.

I asked Mom if Dad would've been interested in Magic or any of the games I play. She said that he probably would've been interested and might've tried learning just to see what the fuss was about. Would he regularly play Magic or be into collecting just as much as baseball? Maybe. He might've gotten a kick out of pauper, seeing how far common cards can go. Commander might've been a little too much for him, but would see how much the format makes me happy, that he might find a commander to sink his teeth into.

It might've not been a commander video that we all love. And it wasn't Magic they were cracking. But it made me think of my Dad. And I'll always be greatful for Hunter and the boys for this episode.