A rather enthusiastic fan caught a foul ball off a bounce during Sunday’s game between the Oakland A’s and the Chicago White Sox.
He seemed pretty happy about it. And by “pretty happy,” I mean that he was more happy about getting a foul ball than I’ve been about anything in my entire life.
That is some “I’ve discovered the fountain of youth” happiness. If it was possible to bottle that man’s feelings when he secured that foul ball, it’d probably be one hell of a drug.
