I used to own a card shop here in Austin.  I sold it to a friend who moved it to North Carolina.  He invited me up to check it out 6 months later and at the end of the day we were back at his place drinking on the back porch when I saw some bright lights in the distance.  I asked what that and he replied it's garbage.  Said it was minor league baseball.  I insisted we go check it out.  Turned out to be the Piedmont Bollweevils.  They had a guy in left field named Ricky Williams.  I as always was wearing my UT hat.  I got to talk to him in the parking lot and he signed as much stuff as I gave him.  We told him about the shop and talked sports, mostly Texas football and the Hawaii game.
 
	In the third inning of that game Ricky fouled a pitch some 30 feet high into the fence right behind the catcher.  I was eyeballing it all game long and even went right up to it after the game.  I just didn't know how I was going to get it.  At that moment some little 12 gear old Forrest Gump clone offered to climb up there and get it for a few bucks.  Best money I ever spent.  That night my friend and I got drunk in celebration.  We arrived late to his shop the next day.  There was a note from Ricky Williams.  He came by to check it out and sign more stuff.  We blew it.  I went from cloud nine to crash and burn in mere seconds.  That day was rough.  I did go back to the stadium and buy every Piedmont team set they had thinking  I would see Ricky one more time but I did not.  Turns out those team sets had 2 Ricky cards.  The regular card of Ricky and the Heisman trophy pose card.  I was happy again.  Ricky has been my favorite horn ever since.