You’re getting ready to head out to your first home baseball game of the year. You dust off your trusty “PUJOLS 5” jersey and look forward to blending in with 40,000 other Cardinals fans.
Your friend, who scored sweet tickets from work that are smack-dab behind home plate, informs you that he’s running a bit late…so he’ll meet you at an agreeable location prior to game time.
He finally shows…
….and you immediately begin praying that your day concludes without running into any friends, family or anyone living or breathing that knows you.