unconventional

I’ve debated sharing this…but since it happened more than a month ago, here goes nothing.  Mainly because those who know me well will get the biggest kick out of it!

In about the 6th inning of our first World Series game, a man approached me, told me that he was a reporter for the Lewiston Tribune and asked if he could write a story about me.  I was confused, but in typical fashion I said yes…because I rarely ever say no to anybody.  He then proceded to explain that he wanted to feature the loudest fan in the park and he couldn’t miss my “Southern twang” from the other side of the stadium.  We ended up chatting for at least 30 minutes and he talked me into letting him take a picture (I really liked him!).  At this point, I didn’t think for a second that I was truly newsworthy, but made a mental note to warn my husband just in case.  Well that same day was also my 11th anniversary and Opening Day for the tournament and things were just busy…so I forgot.

On Saturday morning, around 6am (Idaho time), my beloved husband woke me up and he was laughing.  In my groggy state, it took me a second to realize that he had a newspaper in his hand.  When I did figure out what was going on…and then I saw the front page…I froze in horror.  After a full 30 seconds, I got loud enough to wake up Samantha & Keenan.  Not only did I make the paper, but I made the front page.  And the caption is big enough for me to NEVER live down!

I was apologizing to Patrick…so sorry that the biggest news maker for Faulkner baseball was his WIFE!  And Samantha was going crazy…so happy and entertained that we made the paper.  I begged Samantha to go to the lobby and steal all the free copies.  I was scared to death that the parents would see it…or worse, one of the players.  But Patrick said that he got the last two papers they had and he saw at least two of the parents with copies already! 

When we got to the ball park, I kept hoping that nobody there read the paper.  But it wasn’t meant to be.  Three people I’d never met cut out the story and brought it to the park because they knew they were watching us play that day.  One couple I’d met the day before brought their copy from home and stopped to buy me two more copies.  I gave my autograph to at least three people, one guy gave me his Jesus cap (a-whole-nother story!) and I was able to get a super elite, special grounds crew shirt! 

I’m still pretty embarrassed about it.  My daddy has shown his copy to everyone who asks about me.  Sammie Jo & Momma have laughed and laughed.  The baseball players seemed to think it was hilarous, too.  And the player’s parents actually seemed a bit proud!  So…my shame for the whole world to see: