The World Series starts tonight! In your own life, what would be the equivalent of a walk-off home run? (For the baseball-averse, that’s a last-minute, back-against-the-wall play that guarantees a dramatic victory.)

The first thought that came to mind when I read the prompt was a Mets game that an ex boyfriend took me to when I was 18 and our seats were way up high in the bleachers. It was a sunny afternoon and he was cheering, eating a hot dog and I was sitting there trying to make sense of what was going on way down below us out on the field; a pair of binoculars would have been nice. I don’t remember if the Mets won or lost, I do know that I fell asleep very quickly into the game and he kept waking me up every so often, I think that he gave up after a while and left me alone until the end. It was on the way home that he broke up with me; he blamed it on the lack of things that we had in common, but I think that it was me falling asleep during his beloved Mets game that put him over the edge, he was a HUGE baseball fan and I couldn’t fake it. I don’t really get sports, I don’t mind playing sports, but for the most part I don’t particularly enjoy watching sports. Poor guy, I’m sure that he found his perfect match and they have been watching the Mets ever since.