Couldn't have asked for a better ending...Joe Crede is my hero! As soon as the Sox won, it had all of us on our feet roaring with joy as if the Sox just saved the world from an invasion of aliens. It was like Christmas where everyone was kind to one another. You could have stepped on one of your fellow white sox fans on their toes and knocked them to the ground, they would have gotten right up to hug you and high-five you screaming "woooooh, go white sox!" in your face. Now that's what I call love.
During the dispute over some fan falling in the field trying to catch a ball, Jill and I noticed that Matt Damon was sitting right in front of us. I apologize for this blury shot, but my camera was playing tricks on me the whole night. Anyway, I snatched this shot as discreetly as possible, but c'mon he knows he's Matt Damon, he expected this to happen. I think he'd be insulted if I didn't pay any attention to him.
Truth is, this is Matt-Look-alike...a teenage version.
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