UD didn't allude in all that 'happy happy joy joy' to the utter-lack-of-logos aspect of their fiefdom.
And my goodness, the company certainly goes go to great twisting lengths not to show logos!
This fact of logo-lessness proves rather creepy, as it pushes the pursuit of baseball cards from
a legitimate collecting pasttime into the realm of simply amassing little cardboard photos of men wearing pajama-like clothing with no discernibly named team affiliation. How long can this last for UD? Is this product selling?
Wait a minute, the letter C is visible!:
There are quite a few almost-visible helmet letters. Which enhances the awfulness of these two-headed checklist designs:
On the upbeat front, hey Darryl Strawberry, you better watch it! Yessirree Mr. Strawbs, there's a promising hitter with the current best name in baseball, Tyler Flowers,
vying for Lucy's affection:
Isn't there something poignant about that shot? What does it bring to mind? Hmmmmm. Oh, yes:
INTERMISSION: In the video below, around 3:15 is the Lucy/Harpo mirror sequence. Why can't there be comedy like this anymore?:
Back to the massively non-logo cardboard. The inserts for this set are said to include Gold Parallels numbered to 99. Didn't see that but there was a lot of other head-scratch inducing stuff. For instance:
Here we are in 2010 still asking why card companies--especially non-logo using ones--insist on placing nonsports cards in baseball card boxes? Why why why? And what use have we for baseball cards such as this?:
All right, sure, maybe we'd be less mystified if it was David Wright surrounded by, say, orange and blue flames. Maybe, but we doubt it. By the way, there was NARY A MET in this box!
nary a met nary a met nary a met nary a met nary a met
Ok, moving on. Here are a few from the 200-card “Season Biography” collection:
One positive is that the bio backs are decent when compared to the base backs:although UD probably should rehire the graphic design staff.
Little headshots are plunked down in several places on these cards. Sometimes that's good, and sometimes
it's troubling, as when the head in question is a little pointy:
Then there's the 100-gold subset:
The occasional die-cut:
And the cards that make us wonder, why is everyone wearing a red hat?:
And will Mariano survive the green machine that is about to squash him?
You know that JERSEY CARD INSIDE blaster message?
We were, once again, White-Bit-Hafnered:
Hmph.
Upper Blecch victim non-logo-ladenly twistily signing off.






















































