It can be terrible.

I always appreciated every chance like that someone gave me and I never would have ever expected it.

One of my friends, his kids are such shitheads, that you cant go to a game with them, unless they each get at least 2 baseballs and a few autographs or the crying starts.

Went to a Northwestern/Ohio State hoops game. They tossed the mini balls into the crowd, each kid got 2. Players stayed on court after game to sign them and take pics.

Coach Fitz was there, he stops, grabs my nephew, one other kid we brought and my buddys 2 kids....to take a pic at center court.

We take the pic, we are walking out and this one kid is crying his eyes out? I am totally confused...these kids just got autographs and pics with coaches and player (They dont know its NU) a 7 footer is a 7 footer.....but I am stumped as to why this one kid is crying.

Finally, after he cries all the way to the car, dragging his feet like someone just shot his dog, I ask again "WHAT IS SO BAD????' and he screams "I WANTED A PICTURE WITH THE HEAD COACH ALONE!!!!!!!!"