Collecting trading cards has been a favorite pastime for
generations of sports and pop culture enthusiasts of all ages, a hobby that can
often prove to be equal parts fun and frustrating, communal and isolating, lucrative
and financially draining. Like anything else, it largely depends upon each individual’s
personal approach and general mindset, whether you cherish the cards as nostalgic
keepsakes or obsessively hoard them with no apparent rhyme or reason or maybe
with a future profit margin in mind. There does exist a healthy, sensible
middle ground where a collector can find balance between enjoyment for
enjoyment’s sake and the rush derived from the thrill of the hunt.
My, how the hobby has changed. The days of spending an
entire afternoon scrutinizing the photos on the front of the card and studying the
statistics on the back like you were conducting a serious research project
seems to be a thing of the past, sad to say. Modern day collectors seem much more
focused on—or distracted by—making endless compromises to attain glittering
prizes in the form of bright, shiny cardboard bearing refracted images,
celebrity and athlete autographs, or an alleged swatch of ring-worn, game-used,
or personally-owned memorabilia sewn in, all of which are limited in number
and, therefore, command top dollar to those ready and willing to spend it.
Things first took a turn for the worse in what is referred
to as the “junk wax era” of the early 1980s through the mid-90s when the
growing number of trading card companies flooded the market with product at an astounding
rate in unsustainable competition with one another to gain access to the wallets
of collectors who, in turn, were hoping to establish retirement funds based on
the value of their slabbed and graded acquisitions. This took all the fun out
of collecting cards and turned it into a soulless investment opportunity.
Remember Don West, the ranting and raving late night Shop at
Home Channel lunatic who would work himself into a frenzy for hours on end
hawking a seemingly endless supply of gem mint 10 Mark McGwire and Ken Griffey,
Jr. rookie cards? He pretty much epitomized the state of the hobby back then.
Simplicity and sentimentality were usurped by greed and
delusion. Once upon a time, kids traded cards with their friends in the
schoolyard during recess. As adults, many of those same kids who were bit by
the collecting bug early on in life instead took to trading one innocent, if similarly far flung, fantasy—that you might someday become a major
league ball player just like the ones pictured on your well-loved cards—for the
dubious pleasure of indulging in another—that you will be able to pay off your
mortgage or your teenager’s college tuition by obtaining and reselling these
supposedly valuable cardboard artifacts.
Whenever supply outweighs demand, the bubble will inevitably
burst. And so it did in the trading card industry in the 1990s. Just like the bubbles
you would blow with the gum that used to come inside every pack. Although
sports cards became infamously associated with those rigid, razor-sharp sticks
of gum that were as likely to crack a tooth or slice open the inside of your
cheek as they were to deface your Tony Gwynn or Darryl Strawberry rookie with a
sticky imprint, they were first synonymous with cigarettes.
Introduced in the late nineteenth century as a promotional
gimmick employed by tobacco companies to advertise their products, images of
wildlife species, historical figures, novelty acts, and athletes printed on rectangular
cardboard stock were inserted into packs or boxes of cigarettes with that
particular company’s name conspicuously displayed on the front and/or back.
Baseball players and prizefighters, owing to the popularity of both sports,
were the among the most commonly depicted personalities.
Ringside Boxing appeared on the sports card market in 1996,
available in foil packs of 8 which collectors would have to purchase
individually or by the box to assemble the complete set of 80 (including
inserts and subsets). Released in the wake of her Sports Illustrated
cover story, Christy Martin was the lone women’s boxer in the Ringside set. This
would also remain true for the 1997 set of Brown’s Boxing cards.
Following a dry spell for boxing cards of more than three
decades since the release of the 1948 Leaf and 1951 Topps sets, Johnny Brown
from Knob Noster, Missouri took it upon himself to independently manufacture
his own. What they lacked aesthetically they made up for in scarcity, as the
print runs for each set Brown’s put out between 1985 and 2002 were limited to no
more than 2,000. This makes some of their more desirable cards quite valuable in
today’s marketplace, most notably the 1997 Floyd Mayweather, Jr. rookie.
Courtesy of Germany’s Bravo Magazine, Laila’s first card
materialized in 2000. Domestically speaking, Ali’s rookie card appeared as part
of the 2001 Sports Illustrated for Kids set, followed two years later by an All
Sports Magazine card. In 2007, Laila was featured in a set by Allen &
Ginter, the old tobacco company that created the first trading cards in 1880 and
was resurrected as a brand by Topps in 2006 as an homage to the hobby’s origins.
Allen & Ginter later included then-WBO super-bantamweight world champion Ana
Julaton in its 2011 set. A trading card-sized Laila Ali sticker was released by
Sports Illustrated for Kids in 2010 and she was naturally included in Leaf’s
2011 Muhammad Ali exclusive set, along with Mia St. John, whose first card was
issued by Upper Deck four years earlier.
Topps manufactured a US Olympics set in 2016 ahead of the summer
games in Rio de Janeiro where Claressa Shields would become the first American boxer,
male or female, to win back to back gold medals. Shields was featured on multiple
cards in the 2016 Topps set with different variants, including limited edition relics,
patches, and autographs. To date, these are the only officially licensed boxing
cards featuring the self-proclaimed GWOAT, though there have been a few with Shields
as an MMA fighter put out by Skybox and Upper Deck.
While bootleg custom cards won’t factor into this
conversation, it is definitely worth pointing out that Amanda and Cindy Serrano for
several years now have offered a pair of self-created and authorized trading
cards for sale on the merchandise page of their website. As of this writing,
the Serrano Sisters card is sold out and there is limited stock left of the solo
‘Real Deal’ Amanda card, which will be autographed upon request. Hurry now
while supplies last. After all, FOMO (fear of missing out) is another scourge
of the modern trading card collector.
That about wraps up the story of women’s boxing trading
cards for now. To be continued, no doubt…











