“You are a sad/worthless dude!!!”
Check out this email that I received the other day:
My first thought upon reading this was, “Why don’t YOU do the right thing and put a space in between sentences?” My second thought had to do with blocking the guy’s address so that if he ever wrote again, his emails would automatically be deleted. It’s something I often do with spammers, but rarely with haters. I don’t need to. Most of the emails I receive are friendly, and I don’t even bother reading — let alone responding to — the ones that aren’t. But this time things were different. I decided to answer the guy (and tweet about it). Here’s what I said:
That was it — just a quick question to get more info. I hadn’t been to Camden Yards this season, so why was this random guy accusing me of something? Was he confusing me with someone else? It certainly wouldn’t have been the first time. I once got the nastiest email from someone who blamed me for stealing a ball from his kid at a specific game . . . that I hadn’t even attended. Anyway, this was the reply:
August 10th? I couldn’t remember where I’d been that day, so I looked at this list, and sure enough, I was at Camden Yards. But so what? Just because I was there didn’t make this guy right. In fact, I knew he wasn’t right, and here’s what I told him:
In my response above, the word “this” linked to a recent blog entry called “In Defense of a Ballhawk,” written by a gentleman named Andrew Gonsalves. If you haven’t yet read it, I command you to do so immediately! But anyway, I wasn’t sure what kind of response I was going to get from the guy. I kind of expected him not to write back at all, but when I woke up the next morning, this was in my inbox:
Wow. Just wow. All I could say was . . .
For the record, there ARE times when I believe that kids don’t deserve baseballs, but I don’t run around preaching it at games. I’ll say it here, though. I’m talking about gloveless kids who pay more attention to their cotton candy than to the action on the field. We’ve all seen them, right? When people nag me about giving baseballs to kids like that, I get annoyed. When I give baseballs away, I do it on my own terms, not because I’m being begged or bullied, and I only give ‘em to kids with gloves. That’s all. Just had to share.