Sometimes you just gotta get off the damned treadmill, especially when your aging, nostalgia addled noggin keeps giving you foolish and impulsive schemes...and you keep jumping right on board with them.
I did it again. In a brand new dumb, no dumber, no dumbest way. Yesterday morning, I finally decided I was going to go 1700-1800 as the total outlay for the last two Oakland 70's cards to get the Eddie Plank I had turned into an obsession. I realized, after all my missteps, I was gonna have about 7,000 PP as my my final price (It's probably closer to 8,000, but I'm too embarrassed to figure it out.
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Of course, I had a plan to make sure I was disciplined this time. I would be a bit more patient and check the AH, find a card with an end time at least a couple of hours away, and a buy now price 100 more than I wanted to pay, say 800 for a card I would pay 700 for. Then I would bid 799, and go about my day. I told myself that I would not be tempted, and vowed not to check on the card until the next day. I kept that pledge, setting in motion an event of the like that has been the hallmark of this twisted tale.
I checked the AH and saw the cheaper of the two 70's left going off in like 6 hours, so I bid 799 on it and switched over to Terra Incognita to open a pack they'd won, before going to play board games with my two sons. I pulled an 80 Pete Ward, let out a whoot (!), and went to play.
Later, when I logged back into Port Ruppert, I just wanted to see if sims were done for the day, thinking I'd get the standings done before turning in. It was starting in a minute or two, so I quick checked the AH, saw a decent price, and put in a bid on the second card, proud I had put my clever plan of self discipline into action. I figured that, even if I lost one or both, I'd could just rinse and repeat, and over the course of a few days, I'd finally have my pitcher.
While I was going through the team by team, I got the pop up that said I'd won the auction, Awwrright! The other auction still had hours to go, so I called it night.
When I next logged into Port Ruppert, my PP were less than 100, which excited me! I was happy and relieved when I clicked on the collections tab, scrolled down to Oakland and WTF??
How could there be 25 of 26 cards? Damn, I figured, just my luck. Something went wrong with the server, and now I would have to wait for the card. I was pretty sure that I could put it in on the bug report forum and they could fix it.
You probably have already figured out what I saw when I check my transactions. Yes, I did it. Bid twice on the same card. And won them both.
It was so ridiculous, I couldn't do anything but laugh at myself. I put the double up for auction, with the buy now set to cover the cost of the more expensive bid. Thankfully, it sold in less than an hour, while I was still playing. I immediately went to the AH to find a buy now that my 987 PP would cover, and, thankfully, found a player name that was NOT in red, plunked down 900, vowing never to chase the AH again. At least not without adult supervision.
I doubt I'll forget this hilarious fiasco. Think about this. How well do you remember the details of a long ago trip or event where everything went smoothly? Then think about the times when something went humorously haywire. I bet if you try, you can remember the smallest things and you'll be smiling.
Thank you if you have read this far. I hope you enjoyed a look at the inner workings of the Port Ruppert brain trust. Just don't begin to expect any further secrets on player acquisition to be revealed. I can't imagine I could be this scatter brained again.
Or could I?