Ok......writing that last piece on how nearly every ball set must have a unique story, here is one I somewhat reluctantly agreed to purchase this summer....mostly for the story
I am told by an eagle-eyed friend of mine that a guy is selling a set of NASCAR balls. With the older design logo. 70 years of history is hard to ignore. Plus, I have a few nephews and friends that think NASCAR is more important than anniversaries and birthdays, so it couldn’t hurt to have a set in the collection. Could it?
Turns out, “the guy” actually has 3 sets of new, never used NASCAR balls in original boxes for sale. “Out of pure curiosity, may I enquire as to why you are selling three boxes of these same balls, mister?” I asked. “Well”, he says, “my wife decided to throw a surprise birthday party for me on the damnedest of weekends - a big race weekend - and no one showed up! But they all sent gifts. And three of them sent me these here NASCAR ball sets! What do they do - they all went to the race instead of my party. So I decided to show them boys and sell em! Keeping one set for myself of course. The one set my wife bought for me when she realized the party she planned for me was on a big race weekend and prolly felt guilty.” (Words used were his - I’m just sharing the experience, remember?)
Well, that kind of story is hard to turn away from, so lo and behold these doozies show up a few days later perfectly wrapped and packed like it was a family heirloom - I’m guessing the wife did the packaging as well:
I wish he would have at least grabbed the set without the crooked 9 ball
Now the bet around my house is when in the world will anyone want to play pool with these NASCAR balls - and I have a crisp Franklin saying it will be before New Years Eve.
Anyone want to help me win this bet