I made Juan Uribe
On August 15, 2009, at Citi Field in Queens, I walked up to within five feet of Juan Uribe as he stood in the Giants’ visiting dugout.
He wasn't in the lineup, even though it was just a few days after he did this: http://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/SFN/SFN200908120.shtml.
Holding a thumbs up, I told him: "Hey Juan, really great hit the other day, great timing, thank you." He smiled and said “Thanks, man,” and he nodded his head several times before turning his attention to the game.
No single fan can really make a difference, of course. But on a night like tonight, after seeing the past two games, I’m going to delude myself into thinking I bolstered Uribe's clutchiness.
I mean, that stuff doesn't just happen naturally.
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I taught him jazz hands!
Fulfilling your Gus Benusa needs since 2009!
Your skills as a language instructor are questionable.
Adopted Son: !Matt Downs I'll miss you my son.
I conceived him too!
Aaron King is still my homeboy... iffy mechanics and all
McFAQ for all you newcomers out there.
I pushed him out of my metaphorical birth canal.
Utter frustration and futility.
Adopted 'nephew' to the ever avuncular and always awesome Jon Miller
by Johnny Disaster on Sep 6, 2010 10:20 AM PDT up reply actions

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