This is the high desert Southwest. So Topps. Pssst. Don't send Florida cards to the Southwest. They're lost on us! Just sayin'.
There was also some quite respectable midair momentry:
And of course the inevitable gimmick:
Contained in this box of 55 cards were several depicting four players:
And in this case, four and a half people, if you count the spectators:
A Zito Effect!:
This is a pretty card of Coors Field, a very pleasant ball park. You can take the light rail there, and then take a short, pleasant walk through a nice neighborhood to reach your seats.
Also, the entry to the green green grass view is dramatic and pretty and all classically baseballular:
We end with Reggie Jackson admiring the handiwork of his own 450-foot home run (although it's not entirely clear where he is standing as he does so; where is everyone?):