When I was a teen I was a huge fan of the Detroit Tigers and their outfielder Brandon Inge. I showed up early to a game one time to watch them warm up. I started yelling at Inge for an autograph and he ignored me. The game started and Inge was on fire, hitting and catching well. At the end of the game, the Tigers had a huge lead and we were ensured the win. Inge was in outfield and the other team hit a flyball out of bounds. He caught the ball ending the game and pitched it up to me, since the game was over. I still have that ball.