Foul Ball!

If you don't already know, I love baseball. ...and during this time of year, Troy and I go to a lot of the local minor league games. Well, we went this past Monday and were enjoying the game - even though our hometown Grasshopper's were falling behind. Our seats were amazing! I had managed to go online and pick out seats right beside the visiting team dugout - I could look inside the dugout and see the visiting players. Well, there was an in field foul ball and the first baseman picked up the ball looked my way and threw it over the rail right into my lap. I caught it - but the annoying old man behind me tried to snatch it out of my hands - and he did...then he realized everyone was looking at him in disgust and he gave me MY ball back (I mean, the first baseman looked at ME and threw the ball to ME after all. haha) The question is - did my precious husband lend a helping hand when it came time for me to catch the ball? Or when the old man snatched it from me? No, he wasn't even paying attention...after we laughed really hard about him "protecting my honor" he said "Well, if I knew you weren't blessed with such athletic abilities...I would've helped.." What a save huh? haha So, I think I am going to start a collection of baseballs that I have caught through out the years...and somehow display them in our new apartment...so far I have three baseballs in my collection. haha