OK, so a couple of people left comments about not caring for or knowing who Derek Jeter is. I felt as though I had to defend my choices in hot, irresistible, unattainable men. But that’s not what this post it about, not completely.
Tom and I met in the summer of ’98. It was the height of baseball season and fast approaching playoffs. It was also the beginning of a lifelong relationship between me and Derek, I mean Tom. We wanted to spend time together, but maybe a little more importantly, Tom wanted to watch the Yankees.
In an effort to have the best of both worlds Tom told me there was a guy on the Yankees team that all the ladies thought was attractive and could I pick him out? A challenge? A “can I pick out the hot guy challenge?” You’re on. I noticed Derek right away but played it cool, “Who that guy? He’s not so cute.” But he was SO cute and I’ve been a Yankee fan ever since. Cause damn.
Tom got his girl and his game and I got Derek…sort of…well, not really.
We watched the game together.
Wow. You made a sign for the game that you watched on TV? Seriously?
Yup she did …
The real interesting thing is that she scanned that picture tonight to get it into the post. That’s right she still has it.
I thought it was cute – OK maybe not so much right at the time …
See I vividly remember sitting in my car waiting for Liz at her old apartment, with the game minutes from starting, and talking to her on my cell phone while she is saying ”I’m almost ready, just finishing up something”. As I waited, game ticking closer, she gets to the car and it turns out that is was that sign that she was ’just finishing up’.
Ahh the old days.