I went to an exhibition tennis match when I was about 12 years old. (Andre Agassi, Pete Sampras, Jim Courier, and David Wheaton at the Target Center in Mpls.) After the matches, the players grabbed a bunch of tennis balls and whacked them into the stands. I was way up in the rafters, but one came right to me. I grabbed it and was about to celebrate when a middle-aged guy grabbed it out of my hand. Young kid that I was, I pouted and looked at the guy expecting that he'd give it back to me. No such luck. He just stared back at me for a while and then turned away. I stood there not knowing what to do other than look sad, but no one in the crowd spoke up in my favor. (It was the first big event that I got to attend without my parents.) I shuffled out feeling more than a little cheated. Sometimes adults just don't know how to behave. I give my bobbleheads, balls, hats, etc. to the kids these days. That's the way it should be. Glad to vent my story; always wished that I could have found that guy and told him off.
I went to an exhibition tennis match when I was about 12 years old. (Andre Agassi, Pete Sampras, Jim Courier, and David Wheaton at the Target Center in Mpls.) After the matches, the players grabbed a bunch of tennis balls and whacked them into the stands. I was way up in the rafters, but one came right to me. I grabbed it and was about to celebrate when a middle-aged guy grabbed it out of my hand. Young kid that I was, I pouted and looked at the guy expecting that he'd give it back to me. No such luck. He just stared back at me for a while and then turned away. I stood there not knowing what to do other than look sad, but no one in the crowd spoke up in my favor. (It was the first big event that I got to attend without my parents.) I shuffled out feeling more than a little cheated. Sometimes adults just don't know how to behave. I give my bobbleheads, balls, hats, etc. to the kids these days. That's the way it should be. Glad to vent my story; always wished that I could have found that guy and told him off.