Meeting Amanda McCarthy and Brooke Sizemore and a return to my home away from home

Or: That awkward moment when you meet someone that you’ve interacted with on Twitter and can’t think of even 140 characters to say.   I have this friend Becky.  She’s a lawyer, but I try not to hold that against her.  She’s also my baseball buddy and a diehard Padres fan. So, it was only natural that when the Pads came to Oakland to play my beloved Athletics that we go to the game.  I managed to score a 4 pack of tickets and off we went, with her boyfriend and my buddy Cody to my home away from home, the O.co Colesium.   By the third inning, with the A’s leading 5-2 behind a Josh Reddick 2 run triple and a Brandon Moss 2 run homer, we decided to make a beer run.  One of the hidden gems in the Coliseum is The Field House Irish Pub.  It’s the one place you are certain that you can get a good beer at an A’s game.  You can’t go wrong grabbing a Ruben sandwich and your choice of a Guinness, Harp or Smithwick’s Irish Ale.  And with the TV’s inside the bar you don’t have to miss any of the action.   Tonight was also a fundraiser for the Kurt Suzuki Family Foundation, a non-profit with a strong focus on kidney disease.  The A’s stepped up and donated a portion of the proceeds from certain tickets and several of the A’s wives, including Kurt’s wife Renee ran a table selling limited edition shirts and mystery balls (with A’s player autographs) in addition to hosting a silent auction.   After we had received our beers, I noticed a lady in a Sizemore jersey standing in line.  Being smarter than the average bear, I quickly deduced that this must be Scott’s wife Brooke, with whom I’ve had the pleasure of talking about our mutual love for Nikon cameras and equipment on Twitter.  I took the opportunity to introduce myself and quickly turned into a stammering idiot.  *facepalm* Brooke was quite gracious and asked if I had had an opportunity to stop by the table to support Kurt’s foundation.  I had not, but told her I would be sure to do so at some point in the evening.     That moment arrived later in the game when I made the trek back to The Field House for another beer.  I browsed the table and settled on buying a mystery ball, of which they had only six left of the over two hundred that they had started the night with.  I held up my money, which was promptly taken by one of my favorite people on Twitter...

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