I was lucky enough to get a chance to go to the all star festivities. And they were great. Being such a huge baseball fan, the opportunity to see the World's best could not be missed. From the fanfest, to the home run derby, to the actual game, the celebration was first rate. Willie Mays was honored and people wept in the stands. But the best moment was when I got JT Snow's autograph for Mary Anne. I don't even know if she knows I got it for her yet. Unfortunately, she could have gone and met him herself but she needed sleep.
Anyway, during the Home Run derby I saw some monster shots. I sit in the middle of the left field bleachers and balls were flying way over my head. Only a handful of home runs have been hit over my head in the 8 years I have been sitting there. In those 8 years of being a season ticket holder, I have made some great friends. Friends that even attended Mary Anne and my wedding in Hawaii. You grow to trust your "Giants family."
But the trust doesn't always last. Alex Rios, a slugger from the Toronto Blue Jays, blasted a ball headed straight to my cousin, Mark. In the commotion, with people pushing and shoving, Mark couldn't keep his arm up and the ball hit the heal of his glove. As the ball rolled around and was about to settle to a stop in one glove, I plucked it out and took a hard fall. My ankle turned as I tried to land awkwardly and fell to the ground, hitting my back right shoulder blade hit hard against the bleacher in front of me. All this while the ball still was in my hand. YAY, I caught a home run ball. I was kinda shocked and kinda hurt but as friends from my right and my brother on my left helped me up, I put the ball down on the bench in front of me where I knew the people that sat there. Everyone just left the ball on the bleacher as it sat there for maybe 10 seconds. All of a sudden one of my "friends" in the seat in front of me grabs the ball and holds it up like she caught it. I don't really mind as I thought she was playing around. But the people around me stood shocked!
She tells me during the competition that she would give me the ball back as others in our section congratulated her and she soaked up the glory. During that time, I said nothing. I told her, "You could have the glory, I just want the ball." After the competition when I go to get the ball from her, she says the ball was just rolling on the bleacher and she got it. I looked at her STUNNED! I said, "are you serious?" Yeah, nobody had it. Again, "are you serious?" She said that she got it. Did she think she actually earned it. YES, I was stupid for putting the ball down amidst a group of people I considered friends. Yes, there were about 10 others there that saw me put it down and didn't do even think about reaching for it. But it was more stupid for me to trust people. The ball is relatively worthless. It no longer was about the ball. Before I left the ballpark, I told her, "if you are serious, I will never talk to you again." She didn't say anything and I walked out. I saw her at the All Star game and only spoke to her when she tried to talk to me. That is another story.
Bottomline is this...Never trust anybody. Not even for a $20+ baseball. If it was Barry Bonds' record breaking HR then I would never let that thing down. But this woman was a good friend. Someone who flew out to Hawaii to see me get married. This woman destroyed the trust I had in her. So many of us in the section put up with her going to far with jokes and comments. We allow her to act like she owns the section. I don't want to take that away from her but now I have to find a way to forgive her. I don't want this to ruin what our "family" had. But at the same time, I want her to know she is wrong. I guess the best I can do is try not too be angry.
Anyway, during the Home Run derby I saw some monster shots. I sit in the middle of the left field bleachers and balls were flying way over my head. Only a handful of home runs have been hit over my head in the 8 years I have been sitting there. In those 8 years of being a season ticket holder, I have made some great friends. Friends that even attended Mary Anne and my wedding in Hawaii. You grow to trust your "Giants family."
But the trust doesn't always last. Alex Rios, a slugger from the Toronto Blue Jays, blasted a ball headed straight to my cousin, Mark. In the commotion, with people pushing and shoving, Mark couldn't keep his arm up and the ball hit the heal of his glove. As the ball rolled around and was about to settle to a stop in one glove, I plucked it out and took a hard fall. My ankle turned as I tried to land awkwardly and fell to the ground, hitting my back right shoulder blade hit hard against the bleacher in front of me. All this while the ball still was in my hand. YAY, I caught a home run ball. I was kinda shocked and kinda hurt but as friends from my right and my brother on my left helped me up, I put the ball down on the bench in front of me where I knew the people that sat there. Everyone just left the ball on the bleacher as it sat there for maybe 10 seconds. All of a sudden one of my "friends" in the seat in front of me grabs the ball and holds it up like she caught it. I don't really mind as I thought she was playing around. But the people around me stood shocked!
She tells me during the competition that she would give me the ball back as others in our section congratulated her and she soaked up the glory. During that time, I said nothing. I told her, "You could have the glory, I just want the ball." After the competition when I go to get the ball from her, she says the ball was just rolling on the bleacher and she got it. I looked at her STUNNED! I said, "are you serious?" Yeah, nobody had it. Again, "are you serious?" She said that she got it. Did she think she actually earned it. YES, I was stupid for putting the ball down amidst a group of people I considered friends. Yes, there were about 10 others there that saw me put it down and didn't do even think about reaching for it. But it was more stupid for me to trust people. The ball is relatively worthless. It no longer was about the ball. Before I left the ballpark, I told her, "if you are serious, I will never talk to you again." She didn't say anything and I walked out. I saw her at the All Star game and only spoke to her when she tried to talk to me. That is another story.
Bottomline is this...Never trust anybody. Not even for a $20+ baseball. If it was Barry Bonds' record breaking HR then I would never let that thing down. But this woman was a good friend. Someone who flew out to Hawaii to see me get married. This woman destroyed the trust I had in her. So many of us in the section put up with her going to far with jokes and comments. We allow her to act like she owns the section. I don't want to take that away from her but now I have to find a way to forgive her. I don't want this to ruin what our "family" had. But at the same time, I want her to know she is wrong. I guess the best I can do is try not too be angry.
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