10 packs of garbage baseball cards

Ah, baseball cards. It might not have the connection with kids anymore, but most people born in the 80s or before probably remember ripping open the occasional pack to see if you'd get any stars or your favorite players. What you did with them after that point it likely a product of your time (stick 'em your bicycle spokes? You're a Boomer. Hoard them like they were Beanie Babies? Probably Gen X or an older Millennial).

I grabbed a randomized box at Target this week just to see what would come out of it.

There's the haul. I wish it had been 10 different packs, but I guess idea-starved baseball bloggers can't be choosers.

I hate sets that favor prospects because I don't follow prospects. To…