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← Back to the LobbyA rookie card from his Dallas days, signed after the trade that sent him to L.A. — proof some things about a player don't change with the jersey.
I'd stood in that tunnel before, but this one felt different. Luka had just been traded to the Lakers, and this was the first time the Lakers were coming through Orlando to play the Magic. He'd been out warming up, and from where we stood we could see him — but seeing him and actually getting him to stop are two very different things.
LeBron plays for the Lakers too, and everybody knows LeBron doesn't really sign in the tunnel. I remember thinking: what if Luka's like that now? New team, new city, maybe a different guy surrounded by a different circle. I honestly wasn't sure it was going to happen.
Then the teams started heading back toward the locker room, and Luka stopped. He turned around and signed for everybody who was there — and he made sure to get to me. I handed him my Hoops rookie, the one from his very first season in Dallas, and he signed it right there in the tunnel wearing his new Lakers gear.
My dad was standing right next to me the whole time, so the second Luka handed it back, I just turned and showed it to him — I hadn't even really looked at it myself yet. That's still one of my favorite moments in this whole hobby — not just the autograph itself, but realizing the trade hadn't changed anything about who he actually is. He was still the same guy who stops for kids in the tunnel.
That's Luka Dončić for me — not just a favorite player on a card, but a favorite player, period.
We've already got plenty of pieces signed by Luka in the collection, so letting this one go doesn't mean letting go of the memory — I've got that either way. I'd rather it go find a new home with another collector who'll get just as much out of it as I did.

Kia Center, Orlando — March 24, 2025
A Mavericks rookie jersey auto, signed by a Knicks captain in an Orlando tunnel — and the reason our whole family ended up in San Antonio for Game 2 of the Finals.
Brunson was drafted by the Mavericks in 2018, the same class as Luka Doncic, and this Rookie Jerseys patch auto goes all the way back to that season. But we didn't get it signed back then. We got it signed this past season — 2025-26 — the one and only time the Knicks came through Orlando, with Brunson as their captain.
He was one of the guys who stopped for pretty much every fan waiting in the tunnel that night, no rush, no attitude, just signing whatever people put in front of him — including a five-year-old card from a team he doesn't play for anymore. That's how a Mavericks rookie auto ended up signed by a Knick.
At the time, we weren't even true Knicks fans yet. That changed over the rest of that same season, watching Brunson drag New York through a genuinely historic run to the Eastern Conference. And it changed for good the day Tito Nelson called and asked if we wanted to go to a game tomorrow night.
Nelson is my wife's brother — "Tito" to our sons, the museum's junior collectors, since that's Filipino for uncle. He's a lifelong Knicks fan who was there the last time New York made the Finals, back in 1999, also against San Antonio. The game he was calling about was Game 2 of this year's Finals. Knicks-Spurs. He told us it had been over twenty years since he'd seen his Knicks on that stage, and at his age, he figured he might not get another shot at it. He wanted to share it with our family instead of going alone. So he put his youngest son and the four of us on a private jet to San Antonio, and that was that.
Game 2 is the one we'll be telling people about forever. Brunson missed a mid-range look with just over nine seconds left, and Victor Wembanyama had the rebound and the whole floor in front of him to seal it. Instead he threw a blind pass to Stephon Castle without looking — right off Castle's back. Brunson scooped up the loose ball, drew the foul, and split the free throws. Spurs called timeout, inbounded to De'Aaron Fox, kicked it out to Wembanyama for the final look — and he missed. Knicks 105, Spurs 104. Final.
We flew home the next morning as Knicks fans. Not bandwagon ones — the kind that trace it back to a captain who stopped in a tunnel in Orlando to sign a five-year-old card from a team that isn't his anymore.
The Knicks went on to win the title in five, their first since 1973, with Brunson taking Finals MVP. We could hold onto this one for a long time — but we'd rather keep the memories and let another die-hard Knicks fan take the artifact home.

Kia Center, Orlando, November 22, 2025
Game 2 NBA Finals with Tito Nelson, San Antonio, June 5, 2026
A lesson in what a card is really worth, learned across a table at a card show.
I was at a card show and came across a 2023 Phoenix Amen Thompson Rookie Jersey Autograph, the yellow parallel, graded PSA 10 Gem Mint. Amen's one of my favorite players, and I wanted this card badly. But I didn't want to just pay cash for it.
I'd brought some of my higher-value cards with me to the show, so I offered a trade instead. I gave up a Leaf Steph Curry autograph card, along with a couple of other encapsulated cards from less famous players, and walked away with the Amen Thompson.
I didn't fully realize it at the time, but that trade taught me something I still think about. Cash isn't the only way to get a card you really want. Sometimes what you already have is worth more to the right person than what's in your wallet, and knowing how to put a few smaller pieces together to trade up for the one card you actually care about is its own kind of skill.
No cash changed hands.
Just cards, a deal, and a kid figuring out how the hobby really works.

This card started as a mistake — a misread listing that turned out to be a National Convention Kaboom, not the Kaboom! I thought I was buying. The excitement, the price, the anticipation of gifting it to Christian for his stellar school year — all of it flipped in an instant.
The seller refused a refund, and what was meant to be a celebration became a disappointment. Around Card Rush, it became a running joke: not a Kaboom!, but a Kabust.
Then came redemption. When Damian Lillard signed it, everything changed. That autograph transformed the card from a misstep into a masterpiece — from Kabust to Kabang! I could not believe it, and then it got an AUTO 10 from CGC/JSA to turn it into a Hollywood ending.
Now, it's a piece of Card Rush history. A reminder that even mistakes can turn into magic. And while it's up for sale, its story will always belong to the collectors who see the heart behind the hobby.
