My First Professional Athlete (ft. Boston Red Sox) [VIDEO]
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What is your daddy game? IT is your founding father, alex Cooper, with call her. Welcome back to another episode of called her daddy. Next week I am going to be doing something that will probably pass a lot of my x is off.

Not that I haven't already done that enough on the show, but this truly, this feels like, feels like the icing on the cake IT feels like the cherrie on top to all of my x baseball lovers, the ones who pitched, the ones who caught the balls, the ones who hit, never the bunch riter is, I never have consumed that low. But to all my men in uniform, this one is for you. I am efficient, the owner of a major league baseball team.

You work for me now, bitches. I'm fucking in keeping. Obviously, i'm going to need a couple more deals before I can even get. But a girl can dream. But I actually do have an announcement to make today. I have officially been invited by the boston red socks to throw out the first pitch for a game at fenway park and to top at all love, I will be hosting an unwell party on top of the Green monster. Not only am I going back to my old stomping grounds, I am bringing the daddy game with me.

So you may be wondering, like, how did this come about? How do this happened? So basically, the red sox or organization reached out to my company after they saw our first unreleased in Austin, texas, which was one of the best parties i've ever went to, if I do, say so myself.

And they basically reached out and said, we want alex and unwell to do an event here in boston with us. now. Are they aware of my history within their organization? I don't know, but by the time the episodes come out, it'll be too late for them to resent the offer.

If you are og here, you are very aware that I have quite the history with the city of boston, specifically the red socks organization and most importantly, the players, or I guess, one in particular. So let's go back to the beginning where IT all started. boston.

When did I go to college? I was boston. Oh my god.

Twenty thirteen. Oh my fucking god. It's been twenty two, twenty twenty.

Say that's eleven years. Eleven years. Is that eleven years? No wonder they invited me back.

Everyone that I was fucking with is either retired or dead. God bless and good di. They are like, we don't even know who you're talking about.

perfect. Can't catsuit. Let's do IT daddy gay. Sit back. relax. Get your snacks ready in a bottle wine because i'm about to tell you the tale of a Young small town girl who showed up to college and found herself in a worl win romance with another than a red socks player. So let's get into IT.

So let me mentally prepare you that this is a story of new beginnings. First loves, fair tail experiences, humiliation, trauma, heartbreak to seat, lies in agony. Are you ready again? Here we go. So I was a freshman in college at boss university, and I was in my dorm room. I remember I was like writing a paper for finals for some class, or attempting to get a paper.

When all of a sudden I heard my entire dorm building erruptive with screams, everyone around campus was going insane, screaming horns, honking pots, pans, smashing the red socks had just won the word series. And little did I know, fresh man alics, that a year later I was gonna fall love with one of those players. I will never forget the day that we met IT was my soft, more year of college, and IT was super bull weekend.

The patch is to turn the super bowl. So this was like, fucking huge for boston. And my roommate and I were at the point where we knew if we wanted to have a wild night out, we we had to venture off campus because, to be real, we were just getting bored with the college boys.

You guys know how IT is as big as a college campuses. You really are just kind of hanging out with the same group of people weekend after weekend after weekend. And so my roommate and I, we're naturally looking for more.

So we had a downtown, and we went to this bar called western john's. And the minute we walked in, we realized that Bruce players were at the bar. And I have said this before, if you're new here, hockey players have always been my type, not anymore.

But they were back in the day my dad worked for the n. hl. Growing up. So like hockey players really just did IT for me. okay.

So when I saw the bruins players, my roommate and I immediately was like, so excited, we knew I was gonna a good night, like professional, at least if I can, barring college. Are you fucking kidding? Like we're drilling. We hit the god dim goldmine. So there were about seven to ten professional hockey players at this point.

Nice access, good hair, probably no teeth, but who cares? Make out of my face so not not long after being there, I member one of the guys started talking to me now here's the thing um i've always been very strategic about the men i'm going for most of the time. I meet a man, you know who he is, he know I am, but I know who he is.

And so I had seen this guy on social media, probably a whole sele on the bruins roster that I frequently would peruse. Whatever I got bored was studying. IT was honestly one of my favor past times.

Open the bruins rosters. See who's new. See who's fresh meat. Let's get after IT.

Who do I have my eyes? And this guy was so fucking hot, and I was just so happy to finally meet him in person. I'm talking to this guy.

I turned to my left. My roomy is making out with one of the bruins players up against the bar. SHE then quickly realizes that he was absolutely married.

She's like he's had a mother fucked in ring he said, yeah, but like we have off night she's little like, fuck you IT was just one of those nights that just a classic night out. It's gonna be fucking amazing and we're only thirty minutes in. So the vibes are flowing, the drinks are flowing back to me.

I'm in the middle of making headway with this gorgeous long hair, blue eyes, canadian man, and all of a sudden, this large, burly beard man inter ject himself into our conversation and slides his body in front of the hockey player stairs deeply into my eyes and says, oh my god, you're a smoke. yeah. Me ego was like OS, but completely.

Thank you. And I will never forget that moment, because IT was so abrupt, IT was so direct, but at the same time, as charming as IT was, I had no idea who this man was. And if being honest, I was probably a little annoyed after my ego was like, oh, i'm looking so good to my forever twenty one top.

Thank you. Then I was like, hold on, you're interrupting my mom with this bruin's player who I thought honestly could potentially be the father, my children, one day. So I kind of just like, brush this guy off and I like, haha, like things.

And then the bearded man proceeded to ask me if he could buy me a drink. Now I was a slut for a cocktail. Okay, at that point, could barely afford raman noodles to feed myself.

So I happily obliged. And like, yes, of course you can get me a drink. I'll take about gun the rocks no, I think i've got like a fun marga.

And so as he's standing there paying for the drink for me, in my mind, I fully had the intention of taking the drink and absolutely leaving. Like i'm not going to give this me in a second to keep talking to me. Girls, you know how this goes.

Like, get the drink and that and run. I had my eyes on hockey. Boy, this wasn't the man that was going to screw my mission.

I need this hockey player, and i'll never forget i'm waiting for this guy as he's buying me a drink and his back is kind of turned to me and a random guy comes up to me and he's like, do you know who that is? And he points to the bird guy and i'm like, no, like, absolutely. I think this is like a common civilian.

I think he's just like a boston guy that lives in south thy hears here for a good time and he's like, he's an athlete but i'm like, no, he's not on the brilliant because I have the roster memorize, remember and he's like, yeah no shit. He's out on the billions. He's on the red socks babe.

Now I have said this before, but again, if you're new here, Young alex didn't give a fuck about baseball. My dad never watched IT. He called IT the boring a sport.

I had no interest. Therefore, I just thought I was boring. We didn't watch a growing up. Little did I know I would soon learn in that this sport was about to my life for the next few years. Okay, so I decided to go along with this guy.

And I was like, okay, like, who is he? Like, this guy is being so annoying, also just so chrge. And now looking back, this friend is the biggest fucking dush.

And he is just like a full vulture, which i've talked about in the past. Of vulture is like where the guy degrades his rich friend so hard and acts like everything his rich friend has. He has to absolutely no.

But somehow he always gets fucked. He always gets the leftovers. He always gets the leftovers from the guy that the rich guy, there's like seven girls with the rich guy, and then at least one is going back.

I guess i'll fuck the ugly friend because I want to come back next week. So he pulls up is and let maybe so clear, I have sometimes like you. But this is not a story of me fucking the vulture.

This is me fucking the leading man. Okay, stay on track, alex. So this fucking piece of shit pulls up a picture of the bearded man, his brand, and there he is in his red socks uniform picture, and right underneath his name. His salary and.

He said, an absolute sixteen million dollars year salary and in my head I was like, oh my god, this is gonna a good night like not a lie like I actually did kind of feel bad for him like he's just a boston native like he probably can't afford to buy me a drink like, i'm just gonna nice to the guy like the beard and the whole thing. Like he wasn't giving famous athlete, okay? We don't all come from trust fans and parents with connections.

So we got to make our own connections, ladies OK. And he seemed like a pretty good connection to have at the time. So instead of fleeing, once he handed me my vodka, I decided that I would see what he's about.

And as the night progressed, I I quickly realized that he was without adult, the most outgoing person and the life of the party. All of the bruins guys I was with earlier over, like bowing down to this guy. Everyone was treating like he was some like boston royalty.

He was the man of the event. Heads turned everywhere. He was moving. I love how I didn't notice this at all. I was literally so located on the spot and hockey player, and nothing else mattered.

But as they opened my eyes, I was like, wow, like, why are the bruin treating him like this? Maybe I should start treating him like this. And IT turned out to truly be the best night ever.

He bought me and my friend drinks, introduce us to all of his friends. And when the bar was closing, he invited us to go to an after party at his place. I remember walking out of western john's.

There's two big suvs waiting outside, and me, my friend and seven other girls got in these S. U. S.

We went back to his pent house. Everyone was drinking. Music was going. And I remember just feeling so fascinated, and just like intrigued by this guy and his lifestyle. And I wasn't even necessarily feeling romantic feelings yet at this point.

I was more just, honestly, just like pure intrigue and all like, again, I M A broke college kid who had been dating college boys going to their dorm rooms, like, going to frag parties. Like I didn't come from money. I had never seen this level of wealth.

Like, I have never been in a pendent house in my life. I don't even know what that looks like i've seen in movies. But like there I am in a pendent house overlooking boston.

There's and less drink their security guards. I'm like, wow, this is like literally the type shape you see in movies. And I was having a great back in time.

So we all hang out in party and mean in the bearded guy, like, talk a little bit. But like, I was quite cautious not to completely fuck IT up. And I just remember I grab my roomy and we just, like snuck out of the party.

I think I was like, like literally three A M before we got two drunk ended something done. Because in those moment, I at least like smart enough in my drunk case, is to be like, this is such a big opportunity. I don't know what's gna confirm, but like, don't do something where you wake up tomorrow.

You like, why did I do that? OK like, take my fucking clothes off and run around screaming and like, getting in his bathtub. Like, has that happened for? I don't know.

Wow, maybe that happened with a different guy that I didn't care about, you know? But for this guy I knew, like, I needed to actually put the work, and if I wanted IT to last. And so the next thing I remember, i'm waking up in my dorm room, in my twin bed with my P V T.

Sheet, and i'm getting a phone call at A A M on a sunday in college. Who the fuck is calling me on a sunday this early? And I look at my phone and it's him and he's calling me.

I also remember I saved his name as, like, western john's and then his name. And I was like, holy fuck. I remember in this moment my brain just started racing.

Like, or how does he remember me? I really didn't think he was gonna remember me? There were so many girls at this party. And yes, well, he made me in moments feel like our interactions were very important and I felt seen in slight moments like I was obviously fucking skeptical like i'm not a full at.

But I remember in that moment feeling anxious and giddy at the same time, like, oh my god, this man's eyes just open first thing in the morning and he's calling me, life is good here we fucking go so I answer the phone and i'm like, hello and he's like, what are you doing and I hear like, music playing and I like, I don't know, it's sunday I was just going to go like, watch the super bowl with my teammates some like, house and he was like, get up. Get dress as a car outside to your dorm that's picking you up to party with us for the super bowl. Bring your friend from last night.

I'm like, how does he know where I live? Like, did my roomy tell him I don't know? Like, he ended up actually having told him so like the whole thing I like, I fucking love IT.

I immediately get up. I get out of my bed, remember, like filling myself out of my twin bed. I'm screaming for my roomy.

I like, this is the mother fucking life. We deserve my real nice spring. ata. Bt, we're getting or makeup ready. We're putting our outfits on.

We were just peaking honestly, like, again, as a nineteen year old girl, this was the most exciting moment of our lives. We were just about to go to a random frag party and sit and watch the football game. Now instead, we're going to this red socks guys, pent house, and we're about to rage with him and all of his friends and teammates. And I truly couldn't even process that. I actually remember I called my mom, and I was like, mom, I guess what we're doing and he was like, bc, like have fun, like away.

So we end up getting to his place and he can tell we're hungover and he starts cooking pizarros and he's making us drinks and he's like, really just great vibe, great hang like I feel when you think of these type people, it's like sit in the corner and way till the party starts like, this man is like, chef boy are doing okay. Well, they were pizzle, so you had to just put them in fuck up. But like to me, this is a big deal.

Like, this is so romantic like, oh my god, he's cooking us food. We then get in a car with him, and he brings us to this bar. And for the entire night, I felt like I was truly living like my notebook movie fantasy.

And I started to wonder, and I would say, this is like the real moment I started to wonder, like, do I have romantic feelings for this guy? Like, is this actually more than just like a casual hook up in boston? Not even going to hook up.

I think I just was like, could we be friends with him? I also wasn't sure, like, is he going to like my roommate? I didn't really know. And I remember I pulled my remate into the bathroom because he was starting to get a little bit more, little bit more flury with me.

And I was like, what do I do? And she's like, you make out with him what the fucker you're talking about make out with him like you guys are so q already and like, he's so much older than me though. And I was torn. And for a little context, this man was thirteen years older than me. I was nineteen and he was thirty two.

Did he actually he was thirty two no um that I act like I was one thousand nine hundred eventually I was like twenty five going on thirty like I was so much sure at that point but I loved IT and I just I think really why I pull my remate in that moment was like I needed her to tell me IT was okay and SHE wasn't na fuck and judge me. You know when you're like wanting something, but you need to like make sure your friends aren't going to be like you're fucking hall you piece of shape cooking up with your own dad. Like, I needed her to be like, this is romance.

This is love. Like, this is once in a lifetime I go for a sweety because my body, honestly, during that time at this bar, started to be like, this is everything I wanted. Honestly I remember we leave the bathroom and then at one point in the night, we're all sitting at this big roped off section um that he had everyone and then there's like me, a commander would have been like out the Normal section but I got to be in this little little section with him feeling important and he takes my hand and he pulls me up for my sea and he brings me up to the bar and he's like, you need another drink like what do you want to a drink? And he ends up just ordering us two shots, and we ripped these shots and he then throws me up on the bar.

So i'm like sitting on the bar and his body comes in between my leg. So i'm like, stradling him and we just start making out and IT just happens. IT all happens.

And in my head, and like fully bucking sheet, like this is a man like, i'm like, got my hands on his arms. They're like, huge. And like, this is not a college boy. Like, this is a man.

Like, this is literally the first like man I have hooked up with and mind you, everyone is staring at this guy because we are with someone that's like on the boston red socks. We're in a boston bar and the entire bar stood there whistling and cheering and chanting as we're making out. And like, nobody knows my name.

Like, but people are staring at me. Like, this is a really wild feeling. And I was half loving IT, obviously, and like, love, attention and leo, like, keep IT coming.

And then half of me was breaking the fuck out that this would be on twitter, and my mom and my dad would see this because, yes, he knew I was coming. I told you guys I gay, my mom heads up SHE knew I was coming to this bar to meet a red socks player. But to be clear, I did not specify with which player like SHE probably assumed like brian, like alex met a Young Ricky on the red socks.

Like IT. So cute. You did realize that was the veteran, one of the oldest people on the goddess mother fucker team, like jesus Christ. Alex, so I will be honest though, that probably lasted in my head for like thirty fucking seconds and I was able to quickly forget all of that and like, goodbye mom, i'm going to live my life right now.

And my college, roomy, and I truly had one of the best nights of our lives, like we always look back at this time and we always say we will never forget that specific night because I really felt like I was like a turning point in our college experience, and we were just expose this whole new side of boston. And we loved IT, and who wouldn't? So after that night, I really felt like there was a chef.

I had car services picking me up to go to his apartment, and he would invite me down to spring training in florida to spend like a long weekend with him. And I had never experienced anything like this in my life. Drivers and pent houses and stake dinner, going to baseball game, sitting right behind for space and then meeting up with him after.

And everyone wants his photo and photographers. And meanwhile, all of this was completely Normal for him, and had been Normal for him for quite some time. He had been playing baseball in the M L, B for like ten years.

And the girls and the money and the lifestyle that was his life that he was very used to. I was just a Normal college girl, experiencing his fame in such a wild way that I will be honest. I definitely got swept up in all of IT and felt excited by IT.

The problem is, I was interpreting all of the dinners and the tickets and the nights out together as a sign that he've helped the same way about me and that he really liked me. This was my first true athlete experience. I was so fucking Young and naive, and I was completely in over my head.

I was truly hanging on for dear life. I'm not proud of IT, but this is the honest truth. Okay, some nights I thought I was going to be invited to the game, and then I wouldn't hear from this man.

I started to become obsessed, you could say, but despite how inconsistent he was, I really thought we had something special in her alone moments. Isn't that what they all say? It's so bigger themes.

And like, no, I promise you guys with this whole abbas ode, me, me convince more more than just we would have conversations where he would tell me like, oh, like, I am different with you little like a book like, I am different with you like, i've never spent with a girl like this before that can make me feel so different. Literally stopping the fuck and eyeballs like, oh god, no way. I know it's a classic red flag daddy ing, but I still to believe he sort of mental.

And then things really started to spy room and go downhill. Obviously, I was hearing from him less frequently. We would barely see each other, and I certainly wasn't getting any more.

Lavish gifts showed out to the Michael cose backpack and watch that he got me if you guys are og in your members story told you when I was like, this guy made sixteen million dollars a year and i'll quickly tell you guys is the story if you're new here. I was pretty ied when we started talking at all of my friends were in the dorms, all the upper classmen. Everyone was with me.

And like you guys, he sent me gifts for my birthday. And so all of the girls come running in me like, bitch. This guy is so rich. Like, what did he get you? Like, I never got your mother fucked in car you're definitely getting your first and all my fucking god between it's really relax and I like, guys I know someone film IT, someone film me this is going to be crazy and these taxi muk did you get your guests?

And i'm little like, come around, come around, I look at my entire team, like circle around me, like all right, here we go and there's multiple boxes also. So like, holy shit, and I open, I open the first little box and we're like I could be ring, could be ring. I could.

I thought I told you guys he love me, and I opened the. And I open the first fucking box and I see gold. And I like, and my friends like, what is what that is IT? I'm like to watch.

And I open IT IT further. And I see on the fucking gold face play, Michael course. I'm like, no and everyone like Cooper Cooper show shows and I like.

So I go course and they're like, really so sad really like a and like, mind you beaches on my fucking soccer team have gotten fucking nice to ask gives from bucking people that go to mother bucking college and they're like, ah well, open the next ones over the next one, the next ones so like i'm going to go for the big box. I'm going to go for the big box. So I over the big box like this, this is I open the box and little open IT in my. no.

And everyone like why? Like what is IT and I go. So Michael course backpack, I got Michael course backup.

And again, you guys, if I, with my mother, yes, got me mico course backpack at this point. But you you shall not be named to make so much money. You fucking shit more money this.

You fucking leave bigger tips to waiters than this backpack cost mother. And I would really like his Michael course backpack. And then what my friends is like, you know, it's new one. It's one anyone goes like that one not like and just keeps getting worse.

But all my teammates like air, there's one more like it's gotto be a ring like if it's a cardy, it's a cardio ring and now like Michael cores, Michael cores, I wonder what's in the third box and I slide the box open. Another Michael cause watch, and I just about die inside. Looking back, here's the thing.

I think he started to pull away because he recognized how much more in love with him I was and where I wanted things to go in the relationship. And he realized he couldn't give that to me like we had a really consistent great couple months of just like world wind. And then I think I naturally got invested and he was like wanting to keep IT where IT was.

But despite all of this, I refuse to give up. And I wasn't gonna down without a fight. okay. So I was one of the weeks that I was really hearing from him, and I had been in his bed the week earlier.

And we were kind of just trying to lay the groundwork for the upcoming weekend and just trying to gage. I was just trying to see, look, what what were his plans but he was not biting and he was being begue. Ladies, we all have been there.

We were like, oh, like, what are you doing this weekend? And it's either like, oh, want to hang out on saturday or if it's not that it's the opposite and there's no one between of yeah I don't know. Like like i'll hit you up like like you know like or you're never getting hit up just so you know, if you don't think of you, direct the answer.

One thing to make plans with you. He doesn't want to make plans with you. I don't know at the time. So I was itching for a classic night out with him.

And I also knew he had an upcoming home game, which meant he always had plans when he had a home game. This man was a partier who went out after every game, win or lose. Sadly, redsox ks.

Man wasn't in the mood to hit the clubs with little law and her friends after one of his games. So I was on my own this weekend. Defend for myself in the streets of boston.

okay? So my friends and I had made plans of our own and decided to go to this club called cure. Not long after arriving, none.

okay. I met the club with my friends, none other than red socks. Man walked to the door. He had a anges perform. He had told me, baby, like i'm not really in the mood.

Like I think I want to call in early night like i'm just going like order, like guess IT, i'm standing cities out, short dress, heels on, hair done. And this man walked into the club, surrounded by his teammates and a band to girls. And I immediately wanted to throw up. I must be like, in this communication, like, my god. Like, my phone must have service down here. You must, a taxi will come out like, something was you and I was definitely having a fun night with my friends but once he arrived, like obviously that all I could focus on so he's walking in and they are getting escorted to their table and i'm like trying to make eye contact with him so he can like see me because i'm convinced I got once he sees me.

Like it's over like he's obviously going to write me over so i'm like, i'm like trying like show me my body through the crowd of like like trying to like not be too chrge but i'm just trying like you like get him to notice me and i'm like and a little just like scooting through just trying to get closer because there a woman is like escorting them quickly to the table and as I get closer, I like absolutely make eye contact with him and he clearly wants nothing to do with me and is fully avoiding eye contact. And I realized he's clearly with another girl who often looks very similar to me so i'm like panicking. They get set up at their table and i'm like, okay, like i'm a little embarrassed also, like my friends are like, we got this, we got this and i'm like, yeah yeah, we got this, we got this but i'm embarrass and like because I was just seen you're fucking bed like five days ago like how are you going to act like not even come over and then just don't invite me the like euro table, but like at least like acknowledge my existence.

You, no, no, no, that's too much. So I go to the bar, I take a couple shots, and I progressively get more and more and more and more and more and more intoxicated. And I get this courage about me thinking in my drunken state that if I can get him to have one of our deep, classic, honest, vulnerable conversations we always have in bed, and if I push up the cities enough, he's obviously gona leave, that colony is going to end up with meat tonight.

It's classic. It's one. Because when equals too like done, and that's whether to kill, is not our friends girls.

Because if I were thinking rationally, I would have realized the club is probably not the best place to have a conversation with someone, and it's definitely not the right place to have a conversation with someone who has been avoiding you. Okay, food for thought. Girls, never chase me.

IT in the club. Talk to him. The next morning, red sox man gets up, and I see him start making his way across the club.

And I recognize he's making his way to the bathroom. I am a monster at this point. I have been meaning for this moment, like it's at this point, probably been an hour just for context.

And so I black out and I focus on my mission. I start to launch my body towards his body, and my friends are pulling me, backing like, although you're gonna gret this in the morning, just call him in the fucker morning. And i'm like, absolutely not.

We need to talk right now, right here, right now. So I proceed to, please, please, no judgment when I say this, but here we go. I proceed to follow this man into the public bathroom of the mother fucking club.

I just walk directly in like, no shame. I just wrote my little buckin, as in there, literally, why did I bouncer, not tackle me to the fucking ground in that moment? I honest sly would have paid him the next fucking day.

I just walk right in as if i've got ta dick myself and I immediately searching for him among where is he? Where is he? And he's one. He's in one of the stalls with the door because all the journals are filled with other men with their fucking dicks out ping.

And they all look at me the minute I walk in and I see him go into this stalls and before he has a chance to lock the little door, I shot the stall door open and I call his name and i'm like, we need to talk. He whipped around with his dick in his hand and he's like, fully fucking modified and he's like, alex, what the fuck are you doing? Like he's so he's so shocked.

He's like, he knows i'm a crazy bitch but this clearly, like he was like, this pitches and sale and in that moment i'm so hurt. I'm like, why are you actually? Like, it's weird that i'm here.

Like, why you actually i'm short. Like, do you do IT big? Like, we need have a conversation.

Like, but of course, I came in here and I I needed a moment alone with you to reconnect. Like, of course, i'll take those tickets for the next home came like, come down. We're back. We're fine. We're fine. Like, it's soap.

I can say it's literally sick what I wasn't thinking about where the optics of the situation that when to kilo really does you dirty we're like I didn't think Young girl shouting at man dig out other men in the room like I didn't see IT that way. I just thought I was a private moment in a little stalls together. Okay, so I just started having the conversation as he's yelling at me.

And i'm like, I really just don't understand like you're kind of being mean and like aggressive and like you're kind of like you kind said, you like weren't coming out to eat. So like obviously it's like a shock that i'm seeing you here. Should we talk about this and like what are you doing later? Tonite we go home? And i'm just like, what the fuck why am acting this way? I'm like, you probably could have texted me like, I don't know and he's yelling at me.

He's like, alex, get out of the bathroom. Like, like, this is out. Like all these are that they get out and then I am persisted and I just get talking in and like, how did you bring another girl here?

Like, you're always sweet to me now they think about. And then when another girls are around to pull, I can't stop. I can't be sad. And like, you're being such a dic.

All of a sudden, all of the men in the bathroom start to chin in with red sex man, and they push, could do fuck out of here like he doesn't want to talk to you like marian bathroom. And thank god here's the thing. I'm inpenetrable at this point though.

Okay, like nothing could hurt my feelings. Truly nothing. I have an agenda. Okay, all these man am like, yeah, fuck off.

Finally, he's zips up his old parents and he he escorts me out of the man's bathroom and he said, i'll talk you later, alex, go home and he goes back to his table. Now, as much of a little bitch as I was being, I also still had that fight in me. Okay, like, I am a mother fucking cockroach.

I will not die. Tonight's mother fucker. So what did I do? I made the executive decision to not go home. After I had completely humiliated myself, I needed a redemption moment.

I needed a redemption moment, and so I decided to look around the club. And here's the thing. I always knew that if the red socks were playing someone, there was a pretty high chance, but the opposing team would also be out that night.

Okay, so I turned my team and vision to the right. And across the club, I saw this one very, very famous athlete, and I decide he is now my mission. Probably read like me, like god, less like leave me alone.

So I grabs my friends and I say, let's go. We're going to a different table. And I see red sox man is watching me as I am, be lining IT across the club.

And I go up to this guy. He immediately lets me into his table. I'm looking at good.

I got my extensions and i've got my tiny dress were floating. He starts flooding with me. We're hitting IT off and he's like, this guy actually was such a sweet guy. We actually ended up having a little like on enough relationship, even out of college, who's a lovely guy who's a little too fuck and boring for me who's really sweet though probably like great marriage material and I was like, I want the penis in the docket um so we we are about to start making out in this club OK. And I say I say, hey.

I say feeling all confident, like, do you want to come back to my dorm like this? That makes millions of dollars also? And i'm like, you want to come back to the dorm and he laughs and he's like, do you want na come back to my hotel? Like, we don't into go to your store? And I like, amazing.

Let's do IT. And so this happens and everyone is clearing out the club at this time. The lights come on.

It's three. I'm in boston. Time to go home. Everyone finds out of the club.

I'm ARM and ARM with my new boy and I think was the miami marlins. I'm standing outside of the club and everyone is getting uber. Everyone is getting taxes.

Everyone is getting their plans home for the night. okay. And red zx man, I see him standing a few feeder away from me with seven, six, seven women around him.

And I am standing with this baseball player, and he is trying to hell a ab like feet away. okay? And I can tell he's eg.

me. And I mind him, obviously, obviously. And all of a sudden, red socks man walks directly up to us and my heart starts flattering and like, oh my god.

Oh my god. He's coming up to me. Like, he's so jealous.

Like, he's so jealous. She's going to apologize. He's gonna itch. The other women, like, he's going to grab my hand, he's going to put in the car, like he's going to go, oh my god, this is really perfect.

I'm going home with him and so i'm like getting ready and like fixing myself, like territory orally. I was like, this is a big step on this little fucker on the other team. Like, she's mine.

Like, fuck you little bitch. But as you can imagine, that's not what went, you know, instead, he wasn't coming over to talk to me. He pulls the baseball players ARM that I am standing with and he pulls him away from me.

And he whisper something in his year, and i'm in shock. I can't move. I remember my body was feeling so numb.

I like White. What is happening? Like, what is happening? Like always happening so fast. I remember like people were all staring at this interaction and i'm like, unclear what's happening. The taxi pulls up that he had just hailed.

Baseball boy that I was about to go home with looks at me and he goes, sir alex, and he gets in the cab and he leaves and drives away. So now I am standing by myself in the middle of the road, and I turned to red socks, man, trying to fight back, tears in my eyes, so dramatic. And I am like, you're the devil.

What did you say to him? And I start breaking out, and he literally looks at me dead pan and goes your mind, and he walks away and he gets in his car and leaves with the seven women. And I stand in front of this nightclub for what felt like an hour by myself.

My friends had all gone home because I was like, i'm going home with this one. You guys can take off. And finally, the bouncer gets me cab, and I somehow make my way back to my dorm room empty handed.

I walk into my common area. All of my friends are shocked to see me without baseball. B boy, they like, alex, what happened? Like, weren't you with the guy? Like, they start making me a girl cheese.

They like, can telic to, I think, every girl in college correlations, when you have a big friend group, like it's gonna be one of us crying one night, like the night before. Like my other friend was crying. Ying, they knew was my night note here.

SHE fucking goes, we knew IT. So they started making new girl cheese. I'm so dramatic.

I get into the bathtub with no water. I take off all of my clothes. I just like get naked in front of everyone.

I get into the tub. I curl up like, I don't even deserve to sleep in a bed. I deserve to feel the pain.

I deserve to feel miserable. I am miserable. He's ruin my life. Like I honestly probably at that time was like just probably like trying to channel like Morris cuba.

Like this is something he would do like, she's like, so fucked up in dramatic and like my friend bridget is like, I think we need to remove like the raisers from the battle ight my friends were sold about we are being soldier but like alex, like you lost your mind and like, guys, i'm not going to like bucking kill myself like, please like i'm just depressed and I want to pretend to be depressed for the rest of the night so I can be sad. Let me be sad like turning on like death cab by qt, be like then and I got just bad, just bad. You know how IT goes? okay? And this is where, this is where, back in the day, I would always preach, men, men love the crazy.

And this is about to be your proof. Putting sauce. People, okay, because. I wake up in the tubb. With a text from him the next morning saying, come over and obviously I do 哇 bridge， get put the raisers back in the shower, look back very.

I'm like getting dressed and like putting extra blush on, like looking you like i'm going and over and and all my friends are like, no. But all this sounds like, do you want take is to the game either like, yes, IT was always just a stupid bucket game we had to play and IT was fine. okay.

And to give context, like these are just a little things that I was thinking, like, just like a little pushing pull of us. This is so classic, as, like pushing polish, sleep in the tab, go to the pent house in the morning, like, and in the morning I was like, so fun, like, so dramatic. Like, I didn't let IT get to me why I did get IT little get to me but like in the morning I was like, fresh new day let's see a few text me but little did I know this man was probably fully getting his fuck cake and eating IT too.

Like he didn't want to go home with me. He wanted to go home maybe with another girl or go home with no one that so what I tell me, so and then and then when the other girl left in the morning, I was his comfort, I was his go to, and he wanted me to come over and fucking give me pancakes and cuddle me and watch movies with me. And I went over and I yelled him and he apologized.

And then we went on with our day. And this cycle happened over and over and over for a couple months. Okay, until.

I started to get stronger until I started to recognize that I could make some decisions that could get underneath his skin, that could make him really have to face his emotions, because as crazy as IT saves. And I know that sounds insane. I'm telling you guys, you guys, he did like me, okay, he did like me.

I will never forget I am sitting in the dining hall and he calls me after a game and he's like, where are you? We're having asleep over and i'm like, oh my god, like, let me get my fucking bag like, i'm so excited and he's like, no, no, no, no, I want to have a sleep over at your dorm so picture me prepping all of my sweet mates there's like six girls that I live with that at this time and like, hey, red socks man is coming over for sleep over there are like to the dorm like to ten, nineteen and and we're all starting to freak out my, yeah, we're cleaning. We're fucking getting the place ready.

And most of my friends at the time, we're boston native. So like there is biggest fans, they're little at this pointless calling their dads being like dad. Guess whom having a sleep over with and I end their dads are like this is fucking cool than their mom like this is in that guy like in his thirties like this is concerning and really like, we're like, ready, ready, ready.

Like word spread s that he is coming to the dorms tonight. And all of the boys on our floor are just like cave, like hanging out in the hallway, just like king now, like having a couple beers, like hoping that they will see him, and like hoping to get a little autograph. He pulls up to my dorm room, my soft ware dorm room, in his action, Martin.

He like just parks at legally in front. He's like to that place of value. And like, I think the bali guys, like, not here right now, literally what the fuck i'm like trying to pretend he's blaring music, everyone outside the Doris, like, staring at him like, what is this man doing here? He walked in, I will never forget.

And the front desk security guard, is that really paying attention? Like the night time security guards litter like ahead he's like, give me your ID if you're not like, remember here if you like, give me your ID and red sex guy is like, oh, shit like, I don't have my I D like, I forgot IT he's like, could I give you my players card and all the send the security guards like, looks up and his job jobs because the security guard of the time is wearing a boston red socks hat so you can only imagine this guys like, fuck my life. Fuck my life.

My job is like a bunch of a knowing fuck in college kids and just get drunk if fuck what the fuck is happening. He's like, oh, god, sir. Like, yeah, no, no need for an ID.

Like, yeah. Like, go ahead. Like, hey, can I get to sell? So I feel like I the biggest stick on campus, okay, like, uh like redemption, redemption all the hurt, all the heart and never happened.

He comes up and he proceeds to sleep with me in my twin bed. And my roommate, who was across from us that I like IT, wasn't a roommate. Like, we live in a sweet.

Like, there's two twin beds in this room. I'm in one with red socks player, big old man. And then my roommate is like three feet away in her other twin bed.

My roommate did not sleep with her pimp crane and retainers in that night, nor to die. SHE slept with a full beat, as did I. And that day that was really you. That was the day where I was like, I like, he's in love with me. He's in love with me.

Honestly, I could have made all of this hub, but the time I felt real and here's the thing, daddy game, I know I always yet you guys where my kid doesn't like you yeah, well, I could have used a podcast like that back in the day. Okay, but I didn't have one. I get a free past.

You don't anymore, though, if he treats you like this, he doesn't fighting like you. But hold on, he actually probably does. Okay, so I feel like there's something to be sad for.

This is how I felt about IT. This was my first real adult relationship. Like my high school relationships had nothing on this, and I had dated a guy in college that I loved so much.

But like, this was my first like, adult relationship. I was experiencing a lot of firsts with this man. And most importantly, he gave me my first orgasm.

So once I clouded by a great o maybe, but he was a big deal for me. Like, I had never had an orgasm in my life until I met red sox. man. So yeah, there was like, obviously like an extreme level of attachment.

You could say on on my end that on my end, but here's where IT kinds started to change once the year mark of going through the cycle of inconsistency kind of hit. I knew IT was time to turn the tables and finally add some other people to my roster. I was too attached and I was just like getting let down too often.

And while I was great when I was with him, I just like, wasn't enough. So fast forward. It's summer. I'm living in boston about to go into my junior year and it's the fourth of july weekend.

And one of my socks friends who went to vender bill university was flying and for the weekend, and I wanted to show her, like, the best time you guys know how that is IT. Like, if you went to college, it's like when you go visit a friend at college, it's like you pull out everything, you pull out all the steps, you pull out all the fun. We're going to the best parties, going to eat the best food.

You're gonna DDL the hockey ys bobb law. And so I at this point have the red socks calendar memorized. And lucky for me, there was a game on the fourth of july, and IT was a day game.

Let fucking go. So I created a plan. We're going to go to the red socks game. We're going to sit front row in his seat. We're gona drink, we're gona look cute.

And then we are gonna in his action, and Martin and he is going to take us to the club. That was the goal, that was the vision, that was the plan. And that's what I sold my friend.

okay? The problem is red sex man had different plans that didn't involve me that week, but I wasn't aware of that just yet. Okay, so I was deep in the waiting game.

Every girl knows how this goes when you are, or what so fucking off for when you are so dependent on the guy for plans like this mother fucker, I would wait for the tax. I would wait for the tax. I would wait for the tax.

And I wouldn't make plans with any other people just yet, because I was holding out for this man. And IT was all in his hands. okay.

So finally, I remember I decide on july third to text him being like, hey, like, what's your plan for the game tomorrow? Do you have family in town? Or like, can I come to the game and he's like, hey, sorry, the tickets are taken and immediately unlike okay, yeah totally like, I understand.

But there is the players section. So the players section is where all like the wives and girlfriends and the family can sit. It's like their general admin tickets in a designated area.

And without a doubt, there is always fucking extra tickets available in the family transaction. And in my mind and rationalizing and like, all right, okay, okay, like you know, we can get the front row. Like maybe the family is in town. Like that's totally find family action is fine.

Like can go and he was like my whole family is actually coming and stuff like I just don't think it's a good game to come to my stomach is now in my ahle and meanwhile, I have my friends sitting on my bed like twitter ling her fingers being like that. Let's a play for the weekend and i'm just like shot the fuck up. I'm more i'm really modified and like the plan, the plan and the plan.

But this was so typical, like the inconsistency and IT was annoying because I will say like because my friends from different schools would visit me often. Some friends would be lucky enough to get the royal treatment from the red socks. man.

We would be out of five day Young with the limbs and the champagne, the booze. And the other times I would be like, I have nothing. I have no one.

I am worthless. I have nothing. I can provide shit. And obviously, yes, we could go to a flat party, but that's at the life I was selling them fly in a poot.

And this was looking like IT was going to a be one of those god in weekends. And also, this was one of my, like, most fun party friends. So was like, i've got to a show work, good time.

So I immediately I went into spiral mode because i've now headed up to hear with the games. I'm like, I refused to keep waiting for this man, for my schedule to pan out all on his terms. So I start strategizing, what can plan, be, be.

Now remember, at this point, i'm not as dull as I started. I had learned the importance of a roster, so I immediately tapped into the database. I recognize that the red socks would be playing the astro on fourth of july.

And lucky for me, I had infiltrated one of the aster's players who is so fuck in, hot, by the way, okay, long, beautiful hair, Young, more my age, super cute. Had always been asking, you know, when we play the red socks, like, let me take you. wow.

Like, let's meet up, let me take you a day and I had constantly denied him unfortunate, because every time that he was in town is just so happened that red sux. Man was treaty right? But this time not so much.

Okay, so I start texting him. And like, oh my gosh, like I saw you're going to town. Let's go out later. And also, do you think you can me some tickets to the game and he's like, oh god, I like, i'm so excited to see you, alex. Like, i'm so sorry.

Like, actually, we were just told for the opposing team, like everything sold out but yes, let's definitely meet up after the game and like, I want to take you out and I like, yeah I know Fisher official yeah yeah fish official would do IT. I made up with you after text me after the game, but I wasn't done. I still wanted to go to that mother fucking game.

I had just become obsessed with knowing who was sitting in the red taxman seat. Okay, now I needed to know who's in the seat. Who's in the seats, big boy on go on forth of july.

Who you pick? Who you pick? And I also just wanted to show him that, like, no, I didn't need him.

Okay, I could get myself to the game. But obviously, buying a ticket myself was not an option. Okay, so I tapped back into the roster.

I this was kind of sad. I had this rocky picture on the red socks, kind of like a lingering in the dm. He was kind of a loser.

No, you know what? I don't know that for sure. I never met him. Okay, he never really played. And he was just kind of like you could tell he was just a little dorky. He honestly probably know that to think about IT was marriage material for a lovely woman.

But I had no interest, okay, if he wasn't having a party after the games and he wasn't treating me a little inconsistent, elect, what am I living for? okay? I don't need a husband when i'm a software college.

I need the thrill. I need the toxic. I need the emotion. I need the love. Okay, but in this moment he became my night shining armor. okay? And I ve finally responded to his fifteen and m, i'm like, hey, happy almost fourth and he's like, all alex, like, so happy you saw my messages and i'm like, oh my gosh, what are you doing tomorrow for the fourth and he's like, H, I got a game and i'm like, no way really oh my god, I have a friend in town who is obsessed with, do you think there's any way that you could get of any tickets?

And he's like, oh yeah, I have two allocated to me and my for family and friends section as a player, and I don't have any friends or family come into the game. I can totally give you those two tickets. And I am like, let's mother bucking go.

We want, we wants to think we did a job, joe, we did IT, joe, we got the mother fucking tickets. And I looked to my friend and like, we're fucking in. We're going to the right tax game and we have fucking plans with player afterwards.

Let's mother fucking go. We start taking shots. We start getting ready. We're looking fucking good.

And now I have the tickets to the red socks game from the rocky, and then I have plans with the aster's player after the game like and all be in my prime location to stake out red sox man seats. And I can zoom in on my iphone and see who sitting the front row. Okay, it's about to be a hell of night.

So we get to the stadium and I go to sit down in my seats, which is in the friends and family section of the red socks. And i'm looking around and like I see a couple people that I recognize, you know, but I wasn't too in or twin with the friends and family and and the girlfriends in the wise because I I I was always in his other seats. I also wasn't his fucking girlfriend.

Okay, let's be real. But like, I wasn't too familiar with these people so i'm sitting there. I am drinking a crisp bud light.

I am taking a bite of my heart dog. I'm talking to my friend. We're summit on red socks, man.

We're checking him out. And all of a sudden, as i'm zoom in on this man, I hear someone say, alex. And I turned to my right, and someone had just SAT down in the seat directly next to me.

And loan behold, IT was red socks, man's sister and mother. Now, like I mentioned earlier, I had met these amazing folk OK. They knew me, but I could kindly tell from their facial expression that like, they like, knew I wasn't like, invited.

Like I like, they like, knew I wasn't supposed to be there. And they knew that I must have gotten the tickets from someone else. Now, when I look back, it's even worse because i'm like, why did they know that?

Like, did red socks man literally that morning? Like was he talking to his family that morning and being like, how tell them how I was trying to get tickets? Like, do they know something about me in the status of our relationship that, like, I didn't know, you know, and i'm gonna lie.

I was gonna hit my pants right there in that seat, like my entire body. I just will never forget. I felt so awkward, like, I felt like an outsider, honestly, and I felt like a bucking brad, because they had been lovely to me in every situation.

But this was literally, the sister was like alex, and a little like, yeah, like, what the fuck do you want? But then i'm like, obviously, I need her to love me because this is the man of my dream so i'm like trying to play a cool. And my friend on my left like, feels my energy and has no idea what's going on.

But he can tell there's an energy shift and she's like, what just happened, literally what just happened, what's going on? And I whisper of my friend and i'm like, in to go and i'm like, oh my god, you guys IT was so good to see you like, oh my god, I am so happy for you is really like the second inning, literally, why am I leaving and I am so good to see you happy. I get up and I leave because i'm a little bitch, because i'm a fucking loser.

And I couldn't honestly take the awkward dance and the uncomfortable 给 for the entirety of the game。 And honestly, like me, my friend were ready. Drag come like, h, let's go for a game and I get ready for the night out.

You know, when you do that, we're like, I hated going to sports games as much as I love them. I wanted to, like, quickly run home and I to a full new beat because I am sitting there like almost like four hours. So I like, needed to go already.

So we convince ourselves. So that was good, we believe. But i'm like shivering to the corn, like they really were like, kind of A A little rude.

So i'm walking out of fenway park and you will not believe the text that I get. IT is the third inning of the red socks game on the fourth of july. And I get a text and I look at my phone.

And it's from red socks, man, in the middle of the game, in the middle of the game, this man goes into the doug out, goes into the locked room, gets his phone and text me, and he write. Eats alex, who gave you the tickets? Alex, who gave you the ticket and I immediately feel scared, unlike, oh my god, like, oh my god.

Like, what do I say? Like also like poor rocky friend. Like, oh my god. Like he's a full rocky that can do, i'm taxi.

Like, all my god, this is like a little his first year on the team and like red x man is like the oldest spender an like this poor guy like i'm just seeing that this poor rocky is looking about to get the ship beat out of him and not like, I can't say anything, like I can't give up this progress identity. Like I got a lie. Like I got think, think is something but so just I respond naturally and I say.

What are you talking about? Just gas light of, I was never about that king, king, who? why? Who is that? who? Who is there? Like, I wasn't there.

You're there. Who are you saying you want me? You, you, you have tickets for me. Like what and he's like stuff IT right now. My sister SAT down next to you and he knows you you weren't supposed to be there.

So who did you get the tickets from? And i'm like, well, it's more concerning that I saw a couple Young girls in the front row in your seat huh? So much for family time. You family really need those tickets, huh? Or was in a couple of these from boston.

I just always put you back on them, never answer the question and he's like answer the fucking question, alex, who gave you the goddam tickets and we start going back in the and i'm recognizing well, first of all, i'm recognizing like he's just texting me, which is amazing. I like, we're bad, baby. My friends like you over my shoulder like he's mad and me like, no, he's not mad and we're texting the fact that we're texting.

I'm like gold mine, gold mine plans for tonight, plan night. I'm going like things are already good that he's texting also you know when like I had, oh my god, you guys this is opposed tic but like I had at that point designated his own little ring tone for his text so like I would get the Normal text on like I know it's like my mom and my friend, but then I was like the dunton. Like I had done that one like unto.

And every time he would text me, i'd like freeze. And so whenever I was like looking for texture, M, I turn my volume up and then I would like playing, please bring bring so I like, really got excited when I got tax from him. So anyways started getting rise, started going to buy that up and he's taxing me in the middle god dian baseball game.

So like i'm realizing now i'm in a position. We're like he's literally chasing me down, like he's literally obsessed with me, like he's so annoying that I went to the game and he's so annoyed that i'm clearly talking to someone else. This is amazing.

Like this man, while he may be very inferred, he's officially jealous. You care. Like, let's fuck and go.

I'm ready to fuck in party. Like, you got to have these check in moments, ladies. Like, IT is so, so important to check the waters, okay? Like, I knew he was mad, but like, he kept going.

He's like, who are you talking to? Like, tell me who gave the you the tickets like i'm going to figure this out and now i'm really like, okay, i'm under his skin so I respond and I say, don't worry about IT. I didn't need those tickets anyways. I also had some seats in the way section as well.

Mother fucker, I will with your life and i'm picturing this man they're like, bro, you're up to bad he's like, hold on this world of and i'm like, let's go, let's go it's it's and now he's like, also your talking to someone on the astro like who are you talking to on the and he start spiring and I do the one thing that needed to be done. I ghosted him. Did IT take every bone in my voi to ghost him and to not answer that bucking tax? yes.

Also, did I ghost him, or did my friend take my phone physically ripped out of my hand, put IT in her person and say, you can talk to him for fifteen minutes, let him sweat out. Okay, that is also true. Okay, she's a good friend, whatever.

Okay, her taking IT or me answering the point is, same thing, same result. The mother fucker was ghost. okay? And the outcome for the first time ever is like, i'm ghosting him and he is blowing me up.

It's an absolute Victory. So later that night I responded, obviously, I literally was like, has to been fifty minutes ten. Has to been fifteen minute ten.

I ended up going longer than fifteen minutes. I actually had himself restrained and IT was like 医疗 a couple hours because at that point i'm like， let him finish the game. Like, let him like, marinate on IT.

This is what I realized. He's going to sit at that game. And just over and over and over he's gonna down that little fucking and rosaries.

Every asteroid guys come bad like, is that the one is that the one is that the one is? And then he's also going to have to look in his camp and think, who the fuck is that? So let him spiral as I go.

Get ready for the fuck night out. Okay, so then I text him hours later, and I asked him if he was going out. And like your friends again, and he said he wasn't.

So what do I do? I went and I met up with the astor's player, and my friend and I spent the night hanging out with these two gorgeous guys. They took us to a stake dinner.

We went to cds, fireworks and IT was like a pretty lovely night. We end up going back to the astra players hotel room for an after party. And i'm with my friend.

She's sitting on the bed in the hotel room with this guy. And I go into the bathroom with assholes, man, and we start hooking up. I start giving this man a blow job. And mid said, blow job, I feel my phone buz in my pocket.

okay? And IT is the hour of the night where either my friend is in the other room being like that fucking go, I hate this guy like let's leave or or in my wild dest dreams IT is red tax man. Either one is quite important, like I want to be a good friend, but I also am hoping for the latter.

So mid zaki sac penis fully in mouth, I say one minute. And I pull up my fucking phone mid blow job pea still in mouth. And that IT is at this point the fuck dick falls out of my mouth because I opened two I and i'm like.

It's red socks, man. I have a text from red socks, man on my phone that says, I want you come here. Immediately I tapped up the penis and I say, no more.

I stand up. I levitate out the room. I grab my friend.

I'm like, i'm so sorry. Like something just came over me. Like, I feel so sick all of that.

And they're all like what's going on like about U. K. He's like depending up his fans.

And I swing the door open and i'm like yelling my friend i'm like, let's go my friend runs SHE, grabs all of her shit and i'm like, it's an emergency. We must leave. I call an uber.

I go downstairs. And as we're in the uber, I realized that I had been sucking dick for fifteen fucking minutes and all of my wake up around my mouth is gone. So i'm like orange from the cheek up and just like pale ghost away from the fucking and nose down.

And i'm also in that era of my life, like I wasn't having like the best skin and like a habitable break out. So my friend has this like powder that's like translucent powder, that's like loose powder. And we start dousing the powder on in my face.

It's all over my face. The entire thing explodes all over the uber. I have a black dress on IT.

Looks like I have been rAiling cocaine. All fucking nightlong so fucking classy. We arrive in his pen house and like knocking on the door.

I honestly probably look like so fluked sick, i'm like literally translates important all over my face and i'm so drunk at this point and I have shot all over my dress and he opens the door and he's like, what the fuck like? Have you've been doing drugs? Like what is going on? Little does he know.

Like, i've liberally just been pattering up for my man and i'm like, i'm so fucking pathetic. I'm so fucking pathetic. My friend hugs him.

She's like, a good night to you both and SHE goes off and he sleeps on the fucking couch. And I get into bed with him, and we cuttle until the sunrise. And that was my first taste of recognizing that I could have some power in this relationship.

Yes, that is so sad. I get IT sad. But here's a thing, knowing that red sox man was laying up, stressing about me that night, and he actually didn't go out like I would say on the battle.

Now should I have gone over you? Probably not. But I got what I wanted, right, and I knew he cared.

So here's the thing. Our relationship, I would say, like definitely changed after that night for sure. He was more communication, more invested. I didn't feel completely powerless, and I ended up pulling back, believe IT or not, for my crazy obsessive ways and getting to a more like healthy y place with the relationship. After that night, I really started to invest more time in the rest of my roster.

And as much as I was having fun with all of these other guys, I will say he always had this special place in my heart, because he kind of taught me everything I knew honestly, like I remember I would then iraq with fuck boys like slim shadie and all these other people, or like, and I remember just being like, this is child's play, you know. And like, I had such an understanding of the game in the way IT worked in all the things. But I will never forget the day our relationship officially came to an end.

I was in preseason for soccer. IT was August, and I was on negley field, which is the soccer field at my school, and everyone was leaving for practice. I was sweating, walking back to the dorms with all of my teammates, and we're walking down babcock street, which is the street at bu, that, like all the athlete houses are on, and suddenly I get a taxed from my mom.

That said, did you see the news? And SHE then followed up and sent me an article with the headline that red sucker man had officially been traded to a team across the country. And I remember tears just filled in my eyes, and I sent him a text immediately, and I just said his name, and he called me immediately.

Remember, I SAT down on a bench and all my friends were confused. They like, see me crying. They're like Cooper, like why are you crying? Like we're you OK. And they eventually, like, just went to the dorms and gave me space and left me there to sit outside and talk to him. And we ended up talking for like thirty minutes.

And IT was weird because by the end of our relationship, IT was one of those things where I think through the push pull of everything, he ended up liking me way more than he ever thought he would have. And he was quite emotional on the phone, and I was quite emotional on the phone, and he was like, I want you to come visit me, like, this isn't the end. Like, I want you to come visit me.

And in my brain, I knew I was the end. Like, I knew that the proxim ity and my life in college and his lifestyle, and the parties and the clubs like that was influencing a part of like my like love and infatuation for him. Because, like, I was in college, like, I just wanted to have fun.

This guy, I just like, taken me on this world, end of a romance. And IT was fun and IT was exhAusting and IT was sad. But IT was IT was like, IT consumed me and I was amazing. And IT and I took over my life and I took over my friend's lives and IT was so fun. And if he's going to be across the country, i'm not doing long distant relationship also because, you know, the reality is there is other athletes in the state that I hadn't really tapped into yet.

You don't mean so IT was really sad jokes aside, and I could kinda tell we both knew I was over and I kinda could tell we both knew, like we may lightly stay in touch in wen, but like we had done IT. You know what I mean, like the relationship was at that crossroads like we're not getting fucked and married. I am a fucking in junior now just like he's like like we're done and so I will never forget one of the last things he said to me on the phone before he said, goodyer, I will ever forget he said, alex, you listen to me, boston is yours and like IT oddly, with such a perfect ending because he was boston, like I was living in his world and this man was just like basically saying, like, here are the fucking keys to the city like, I trained you.

I taught you all. I bucked and know now, girl f fuck can take IT and I know IT sounds weird, but IT was oddly like the most perfect ending. And what I will say is, I am pretty sure a couple of boston red socks athletes ended up messaging me in my career at boss university.

And I never ended up going back to another red socks player because I just wanted to leave IT untouched, like memory of him and us, and like what we did, like we did enough damage there. Like I didn't want to go back and I didn't want to relive like that organization. So that was kind of the end of my red socks era for the rest of my time in college.

And I never really went to actually wait. That's a lie. No, that's actually a complete light. I did go to red socks games, but IT was for the away team. So I did hold my promise to myself.

Okay, I never SAT in the friends and family section again of the home team for you. Bet you're fucking and ash. I was in those mother fucker away seeds shout out to the new york mets. Shout out to the detroit.

The higgs, shout out to the atlantic braves, the new york inches, the mihashi marlins you know who you are um but yeah oh my god, ever like hr OK relax IT was fun but you guys get IT okay, I fucked and had a nice time, but I never went back the red s ocs and what I will say for all the night sayers, okay, and all the people that may have listen to this episode judging me, thinking i'm a big loser desperate for a guy who didn't even like me. I am here to say, I know i'm in my health and wildness era. I know that okay, but there was one time that my era that I lived in breathe with toxic.

I am here to say that the call her daddy ogee playbook worked for a reason. IT was sure, fire and iron clad. And like I used to say, if you play the game and not everyone can play the game and not everyone wants to play the game, but if you play the game and you play IT, right, they will always come back.

IT was two and nineteen. IT was about three to four years later. I'm sitting in the lower east side, call her that exists, and I get a call.

From red socks, man. And let's just say I was not delusions. After catching up, he ended the call by letting me know that he always loved me, and he wish he could have set IT back then.

So he wanted to say that now by bitches, okay, fuck, king told you, I fucking told you. But no, I will remember like IT was pretty, IT was pretty like full circle. And I felt pretty nice to be like, oh my god, like I fucking do IT like i'm delusion, but i'm not that fucking delusions you guys.

Like, I fucking new, but I will always say, like, I will always have love for that time of my life and for him in my hearts somewhere. Like, I think he is such a nice guy. And we met each other at a very odd time in both of our lives.

And I wouldn't take any of IT back. IT was fucking epic and IT was one of the best experiences I had in college. So coming full circle, the fact that i'm about to be back at fenway park, the red socks home IT feels right. This whole story time just has me thinking, like about Young alex, who was so impressionable and had no idea what her life was going to be and was just so enamored by, honestly, anyone who treated her well or treated shit but gave her nice things. Shut out Michael cars because he was broken and loss.

And I feel I will say, I just feel really excited to go into that stadium now as a complete individual who wouldn't put up with the stuff that I used to put up with, who now has the show and the daddy game, and who is fucking married and in a nice healthy relationship, like, what a fucking concept? Yeah, wish I could told my fuck and soft, more your self college self like which you are gonna be on that mother, fuck in mind one day when he is retired and you're going to be throwing the first pitch at a boston red sox game. So cheers to that.

You don't have to fuck a player to get tickets this time I licks god. Mother fucking blessing. Good night.

This is a text ment to anyone. If you're so down right now, IT always gets Better. IT always gets fucking Better. Because when you're super love, you really can go fucking in lower.

okay? So I am really excited and all I hope, truly now all I hope, and let me just say this out loud so I can manifest this all I fucking hope to god that I make contact with that catcher. Okay, I swear to god, if I fuck this should up.

I am going to have ramah. I'm going to have a conversion with my therapies about how I ruined the one opportunity for full closure. So daddy gay, pray for me.

Come party with me. I will see you next week. God bless.

I love boston so much. IT really feels IT feels right. Big al is coming home. boston.