It's an octagonal card! From a peanut butter jar! From the 60's! I had to buy it.
The back throws some seriously salty shade at Mr. Harris, in TWO languages. Ouch. "He's scrawny and he can't score, but at least he shows up on time!" Hey, 126 NHL goals for Billy, you coldhearted nut butter copyeditor. And four All-Star selections. Legend.
Go Redlegs.
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