Pick me!

As his graduation gift to me, my brother got two tickets to see the Red Sox play the Toronto Blue Jays at Fenway last night. We sat up on the roof deck, which was awesome - great view of the field, lovely breeze, sweet people around us (including a month-old baby who was just adorable in her Sox onesie) (would we call that a one-sock? Hmm.), and we got to see the Sox rout the Jays for Tim Wakefield's 200th win, which he's been trying for for a while now.

Most importantly, we were close to the NESN/stadium cameraguys in outer right field. Periodically throughout the game they would very obviously pan the crowd for candid and waving fan moments.  I, of course, took this as a cue to wave frantically at frequent intervals smiling, "Pick me! Pick me!" It paid off, and we were on the jumbotron for a solid 20 seconds or more.  Twice.  TWICE. I friggin' loved it. Happy graduation to me, indeed! :)

I posted on facebook the following message, in my glee:

2 awesome roof deck tickets with my brother: $120
Assorted Fenway game food and beer: $35
Wins for Tim Wakefield: 200
Sox Win final score: 18-6
Making it on the jumbotron not once, but twice: Priceless

Anyway, I just logged into gmail and found this email from my mom:

Hey there,

Just got a call from Central Casting.  They saw you on the Jumbotron last night?
No signature, no smiley face, nothin'.  Touché.