and read my Eric Byrnes story. My daughter, (aka The MarinerHouseWife), her kids, and I went to see the Mariners and the Rockies play in Albuquerque on April 3rd. That MarinerHouseWife was standing at the rail with her son, pointing out all the players as they were warming up. "There's Byrnesie! Hi, Byrnesiee!" she yelled at EB, jumping up and down in excitement. He waved at her and said, "I like your energy!" By this time, I had arrived with The Baby, who had been napping in the car. MarinerHouseWife, in our seats, pointed out EB to me. I was wearing my purple DBacks Byrnes jersey. I started yelling hello at him, and he turned around and waved to me. Then he got ready to throw the ball he had in his hand. Lots of people put their hands up, but he shook his head. I put my hand up and he threw the ball right to me. (And I even caught it!) Both my daughter and I were immediately even crazier baseball fans. My daughter's comment was, "I'm 12 years old!" It made our day even more fun.