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A Hidden Love Story (found in weekend plans)

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Over the past weekend, Lenny and I went up to see the Cleveland

Indians play the Texas Rangers. The best night would have been on

Friday. when it went into the 11th inning! The Tribe won with a great

score of: 11- 8. The night we went was Brantley jersey night on Sat.

July 27th. Lenny was ‘psyched’ as we were driving up to Cleveland,

that we might make it to the gate before the last of the 10,000 jerseys

were passed out. We missed that “deadline” by just a half hour!

The $25.00 seats were nice, had backs, not bleachers like my brothers,

sister in law and I have had in the past. Some may call where they

were located the “nosebleed section.”  But I felt that sitting opposite

the large screen score board was a great asset to the seats.  Also, we

had courteous neighbors surrounding us. The last reason I liked

thoseseats was that it was under the roofing so, if the dark clouds

burst into rain, we might not have to pull out those rain parkas!

Little did I know, that Lenny is a die hard “stand up” guy. Oh, it would

be nice if “stand up,” in this case meant someone who stood up for

you,  or a person who would take your side. These qualities may be

Lenny’s but he literally wanted to stand up in the standing room

section!

He told me as we were walking away from those nice seats, going

down the stairs that sometimes that section we were heading to,

after going down two ramps that represent floors, “lucks out” in

that balls get hit into that section. Lenny was very excited when

he mentioned this and how it is a very social setting, where many

people are die hard Tribe fans.

This hitting the ball into that standing section, known as the Home

Run Porch, did happen the next day, on Sunday, during the third

Indians versus the Texas Rangers team. We were driving home from

staying up at my brother and sister in law’s house when we heard

there was a ball that hit exactly in the place we had spent seven

innings standing on Saturday.

If we had gone on Sunday, Lenny felt confident with his tall stature,

he would have caught the ball.  We had eaten lunch with my Mom

and brother, Randy, at Fatheads, a micro brewery and nice eatery.

My brother has done a lot of their artwork on the brick interior walls

and on the dock garage doors, too.

We had a nice meal, by the way, and the Tribes won that game 6-0.

This Saturday, we sat for all of one inning and we ended up in that

section that you wait to press forward and see through a fence

how the game is going. NO large screen scoreboard to be able to

scan and see if there is something you are missing and since I am

only 5’2″, not the best place for me to see the game. Lenny is 6′ 5″

tall and was able to see everything. He enjoys the “atmosphere”

he told me and likes to chat with the other fans. He sometimes

will find out any tidbits that might make the game even more

exciting.

Meanwhile, I did enjoy meeting a nice young man who was blonde

haired, blue eyed and was gazing into the bleacher section/area

from time to time. His eyes scanned that direction for the next

couple of hours.

I asked where he lived or was from. He grew up on the West side

of Cleveland and told me his recent two year love story with his

current “beautiful and intelligent girlfriend.”

Brian is twenty four years old, has taken classes at both Cleveland

State and also, Kent State. He is studying sports medicine and has,

I believe, the energy, enthusiasm and ‘smarts’ to succeed in his

pursuit of this dream.

Brian began his love story, telling  me that he was with his brother

and sister in law, right where we were standing in this area, two

years ago this summer.

He had chosen to lean down, talk to his 2 year old niece, Darcy,

who was, in his opinion, and retelling the situation: “tired but

always adorable.”  He emphasized this again, later in his story,

that “Darcy was the reason I caught Nicole’s eye.”

He picked Darcy up after leaning down to talk to her, as she

was wiping her eyes and yawning. He asked, “Do you want to

get up on my shoulders, Darcy?”

She just nodded and reached her hands up towards his Indians’

hat. He swung her up easily and she was soon leaning her chin

on the top of his ball cap.

While he was not aware, a young woman had started weaving

in around people to get to the gate/fence where Brian was

standing. She was from Youngstown, up visiting and sitting

with her sorority sisters.  She came forward and brashly

asked Brian, “Is that your little girl?”

Brian replied, “No, this is Darcy, my niece. She is two years

old and getting tired. My brother and sister in law are right

over there.”

The young woman asked him, “What is your name?”

He apologized, he told me.

“I did not remember my manners that day, didn’t say, ‘Oh hi!

My name is Brian, what is your name?'”

I was mesmerized by her deep blue – violet eyes. She is so

gorgeous. Do you want to see a photograph?”

We got sidetracked from the course of the story, but it was a

long game and we had plenty of time. The score the first inning

was 1- 0. (That is what it stayed until the last of the eighth

inning and we won the game.)

I looked at several pictures on Brian’s phone of Nicole who he

told me that she is nicknamed “Nikki.” (I asked at this point,

if I could tell their love story on my blog. He was very pleasantly

surprised and said, “Sure!”)

Brian told me a few details such as, “She is 22 now but when we

met she was only 20 and I was 22. Her parents did not like it that

Nikki was only a sophomore and not of ‘legal age.’ I was older

than she was and that worried them. She was up visiting her

roommate from her sorority house from Ohio Wesleyan.”

That took me a few minutes of exclaiming and saying, “This

was meant to be!” and “What a small world!”

Because if you have followed any of my posts, you know I

live right next door to OWU. In the past, as a single mother,

I also have rented a house by the campus.

I asked if Nicole was a Delta Zeta? I had drawn a pen and ink drawing

for that brick sorority house on Winter Street and loved the

interior with its hard wood floors. It had a long porch that ran

across 50% of the building with nice scrolling details on the edges

of the porch room that made it look ‘lacy’ and pretty. (Like a

‘gingerbread house’ detail.)

Turns out she is a Delta Zeta, so this was another coincidence to

remark about. Brian was very friendly and warm, he liked telling

me about his girlfriend, Nikki. He also told me that she was sitting

in the bleachers with her roommate again tonight. That evening

they met, by her boldly approaching him, had brought a lot of

long distance commutes from his family’s home on the West

side in Avon Lake, to Delaware, Ohio. Then, once they got more

‘serious,’ Brian had applied for a scholarship and try outs for OWU’s

baseball team. He had some bad news worked into this situation

due to his tearing a ligament in his pitching arm. He had been on

Kent State University’s baseball team.

The dream of being a sports medicine physician is still his goal,

he told me, “I will hope to be able to continue to be on hard ball

teams as an adult, along with coaching little league soft ball or t-

ball teams.”

Nicole, throughout our whole conversation, never made it up

from the bleachers since she was having such a good time, he

figured, catching up with her roommate and other friends.

But, at the last inning, Brian shook Lenny’s hand and let me give

him a hug. He told us both,

“I hope someday you will be up here and I have the scoreboard

lit up and paid the $500 to announce our engagement. You know,

this would be the perfect setting since we met at an Indians’ game

two summers ago. I could invite my parents and hers, too. I have

that hope this will happen in about 2 more years, when I am 26

and Nikki is 24.”

We would love to see that, hear about it or have my Mom still be

alive and sending me articles from the Cleveland Plain Dealer about

the Cleveland Indians. We are going to cross our fingers, Brian’s two

awesome dreams come true!  Both his career and his future marriage.

As Brian hurried off to find Nikki, I hoped they would stay to see the

fireworks show that was also going to be shot off with Motown

music.  I was sure at least one of those great songs would give them

a memorable moment to add to their Indians’ baseball love story

album!

Later, as I watched the fireworks and they played a double header

of two of the greatest Temptations’ songs, “My Girl” and “The Way

You Do the Things You Do, ” both seemed quite possible songs to

dance their “first dance” on the ballroom floor of Brian and Nicole’s

wedding reception. I can dream, too, can’t I?