I was past my fiftieth birthday before I got to attend my first O's game in person. It was in St. Louis in 2004 and I had seats behind the Orioles dugout. The late-great Elrod Hendricks was signing some autographs at the rail. I was reluctant to go get an autograph because it was mostly youngsters in line. At the urging of my wife, I went down when the line got short. When it got to my turn Elrod turned to walk away and not sign any more. I politely shouted "It's my first game and you have been one of my heroes!". He turned around, came back and signed my program. He said "I'm sorry. I thought you were the father of that kid before you." I thanked him. He didn't know but I was a fifty year old kid. Later that night I also got Tony Batista's autograph to wrap up a good evening. The worst part was that Pujols hit a bases loaded triple and the O's lost.