TuckerBlair89 wrote:There is this middle aged man who runs around getting players to sign baseball cards. I literally have witnessed him push LITTLE KIDS out of the way to get a players autograph. Quite pathetic.
That reminded me of something that happened to me at Wrigley in 2008.
The Orioles were there for the first time ever and I had tickets for the Thursday afternoon game. I was three rows back from the rail and two seats to the right of the Orioles dugout. Before the game Adam Jones
came over to the rail where a group of Orioles' fans were standing. He started signing things and this a**hole (about 30) pushes his way through about ten kids up to the rail. One kid, about eight, got tears in his eyes and started walking back up the stairs.
I stepped up behind him and said something into his ear that I won't repeat here because the statute of limitations has not expired yet. He left quickly. Jones just looked up at me and smiled. I told him I would go get that kid if he would wait and he told me to hurry. I caught the kid and told him that Adam Jones wanted to talk to him. He didn't believe me until he saw Adam waiving at him.
He came back down and Adam yelled for one of the dugout attendants to come over. He pointed the kid out and told the kid to come back at the end of the (I believe) Fourth Inning. When the kid did the attendant handed him a brand new ball that I think most of the players on the team had signed during the game. The kid's father came with him this time and insisted we have a picture together.
We beat the Cubs 11 to 5. It was the THIRD best thing that happened to me that day. The second I've just shared with you, and the first is another story.