My First Professional Athlete (ft. Boston Red Sox)
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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 axis 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 Cherry on top to all of my x baseball lovers, the ones who pitched, the ones who caught, the, the ones who hit, never the bunch riter. I never fuck and sup that low.

But to all my men in uniform, this one is for you. I am officially ally, the owner of a major league baseball team. You work for me now, bitches.

I'm fucking 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 sox to throw out the first pitch for a game at fenway park and to top at all off, 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 did this happen? 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 gone 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 aisou 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 with 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 as either retired or dead god less. And good night.

They're 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 whirlwind romance with no other 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 write a paper. When all of a sudden I heard my entire dorm building erruptive with screams, everyone around campus was going insane, scream, ming horns, honking pots pan 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 software, more year of college.

And IT was super bull weekend. The patrons were in the super bol. 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 solution had to venture off campus.

Because, to be real, we were just getting bored with the college boys, you guys, to 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 were just like, so excited.

We knew I was going to be a good night, like professional, at least if I can, barring college, or you can kiss me like were doing. We hit the god dim gold mine. 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, remember 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 minority. 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 hole 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 rotter see who's new. See who's frush meat. Let's get after IT.

Who do I have my 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 rain.

He 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, inner jeff 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 are smoke. yeah.

My ego was like, as I completely you. 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, I am looking so good at my driver. Twenty one top. Thank you.

Then I was like, holding and you're interrupting my moment with this bruins 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 around 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 got like a like marga and so as he's standing there paying for this 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 man a second to keep talking to me. Girls, you know how this goes? Like, get the drink and fuck and run.

I had my eyes on a 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 healthy ears here for a good time and he's like, he's an athlete but i'm like, no, he's not on the billions because I have the roster memorialized, remember and he's like, yeah, no shit. He's out on the billions. He's on the red sox pab.

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 growing up. Little did I know I would soon learn that this sport was about to consume 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's being so annoying also just so chrge. And now looking back, this friend is the biggest but king dush.

And he is just like a full vultures, which i've talked about in the past of vault is like where the guy, dick des, his rich friend, so hard and act like everything his rich friend has. He has to, absolutely not. But somehow he always gets fucked.

Ed, 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 vault. 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 friend, and there he is in his red socks uniform picture, and right underneath his name.

His salary and IT said, an absolute gorgeous sixteen million dollars year salary and in my head I was like, oh my god, this is gonna be a good night like not a lie like I actually did kind of feel bad from like he's just a boston native like he probably can't afford to buy me a drink like i'm just going to be 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 funds 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 progress, I quickly realized that he was, without doubt, the most outgoing person and the life of the party.

All of the bruins guys I was with earlier, 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 bruins 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 johnes, there's two big suvs waiting outside, and me, my friend and seven other girls got in these suvs.

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 IT in movies.

But like there I am in a pendent house overlooking boston. In there's and less drink their security guards. I'm like, wow, this is like literally the type of you see in movies.

And I was having a great buck in time. So we all hung out in party and me in the bird 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 and did something done because in those moment I was 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 going to confirm, but like, don't do something where you wake up tomorrow. You're 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. Wo 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. And i'm getting a phone call IT A A M on a sunday and call lege. 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, 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 sceptical, like i'm not a full at but I remembering 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 gonna like, watch the super bowl with my teammate some like house and he was like, get up. Get trusters a car outside of 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 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 remake. Nice spring at a bad. 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 fat party and sit and watch the foobar 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 get away.

So we end up getting to his place and he can tell where hangover. And he started 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 of people, it's like sit in the corner and way till the party starts like, this man is like, chef boy are doing okay, but they were pizzle so you had to just put them in the up. But like to me, this is a big girl. Like this is so romantic.

Like, oh my god, he's cooking as 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 the sky? Like, is this actually more than just like a casual hook up? And boston not need to hook up? I think I just was like, could we be friends with them? I, he wasn't sure.

Like, is he going to like my roommate? Like, I didn't really know. And I remember I pulled my roommate into the bathroom because he was starting to get a little bit more, little bit more fruity 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 I like, he's so much older than me though. And I was torn.

And for a little context, this man was thirteen years old than me. I was nineteen and he was thirty two. Did he actually he was thirty two. No um I act like I was one thousand five. So now 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 pulled my remate in that moment was like I needed her to tell me IT was okay and you wanna fuck and judge me you know when you're like wanting something, but you need to like make sure your friends I am going to be like you're a fucking hall, you piece a shape so 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 and 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 nerval section. But I got to be in this like 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 wants to drink? And he ends up just ordering us two shots, and we ribbed 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, holy fucking shit, 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 meaning. Like, this is a really wild feeling. And I was half loving IT, obviously, and like a little love, attention and a leo, like, keep IT coming.

And then half of me was breaking the fucker 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 gave 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's so cute he didn't aliza 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 romance, 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 paint houses and stake dinners, going to baseball game, sitting right behind for space and then meeting up with him after. And everyone wanted 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 MLB 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 d 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 dinner in the tickets and the nights out together as a sign that he's 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 by genrad tic.

And like, no, I promise you guys with this whole absolute me me convince we were more more than just that we would have conversations where he would tell me like, oh my, I am different with you little like a book like, I am different with you like, i've never bent with a girl like this before. They can make me feel so different literally start me in the fuck in I walls like, oh god, no way. I know it's a classic red flag daddy ing, but I still tend to believe he sort of mental.

And then things really started to spy role 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 the story if you're new here. I was pretty asm 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 got you a mother fucked in car like, you definitely getting your first oh, my cking god but if and i'm like, guys, I know someone film, someone film me, this is going to be crazy and he's taxi me like, do you get your gift and i'm little like, come around, come around I little at my entire team like circle around me and like, all right, here we go and there's multiple boxes also so it's like, holy shit and I opened. I open the first little box and we're like, I could be a ring, could be ring.

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

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

So like, of course and they're like not only so sad, really like H I like, mind you, beaches on my fucking socket team have gotten fucking nicer ask you bucking people that go to mother bucking college and they're all like, ah well, open next once, open the next ones over the next ones. So i'm going to go for the big box, going to the big box. So I box, I think box and little open IT on my. no.

And everyone like, why? Like, come on, what is IT I go. Michael course backpack. I got Michael course backpack.

And again, you guys, if I, with my mother, yes, get 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 were fucking weave bigger tips to waiter than this backpack cost mother but and then really like his Michael course package ack. And then what my friend is like, you know, it's a new one.

It's a new one. Anyone goes like that one, not like just keep getting worse. But all my teammates like air, there's one more like it's got to a ring.

If it's a hard, it's a ring and now like Michael hors, 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's 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 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 refused to give up and I wasn't gonna down without a fight OK. So IT was one of the weeks that I wasn't 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 was what were his plans. But he was not biting and he was being ague.

Ladies, we all have been there. We were like, oh, like, what do you you doing this weekend? And it's either like, oh, want to to hang out on saturday or if it's not that it's the opposite.

There's no one between of like yeah I know like i'll like i'll hit you up like all like you know like or you're never getting hit up just so you know if you didn't give you a direct to answer anting 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. Add red sox 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 other. okay. I met the club with my friends. none. The red socks men walked to the door.

He had a anges Price for IT he had told me bad like i'm not really in the mood like I think i'm going 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 teammate and a bunch of girls. And I immediately wanted to throw up. I must be like this communication, like my god, like my phone was service out here. You must have texted me to come out like something very wrong 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.

Like 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 to meet my body through the crowd of like like trying to like not me too chrge, but i'm just trying like, you know, like get him to notice me and i'm like and really 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 like, yeah, yeah, we got this, we got this but i'm embarrassed. I'm like, which I was just seen you're cking bed like five days ago. Like, how are you going to act like not even come over and then just don't invite me to the black error table, but like, at least like, acknowledge my existence, you know? 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 in toxic. 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 color is going to end up with meat tonight.

It's classic. It's one post 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. Has been avoiding you. okay? Food for thought.

Girls never chased 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, you're gonna get this the just call him in the fucking y morning and i'm like, absolutely not. We need to talk right now, right here, right now. So I proceed to, please, please, no judged when I say this, but here we go I proceed to follow this man into the public man bathroom of the mother fucking club.

I just walk directly in like, no shame. I just wrote my little fucking ass 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 fuck day. I just walk right in as if i've gotten dick myself and I immediately searching for him among where is 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 in the minute I walk in and I see him go into this stall and before he has a chance to lock the little door, I shove the stalled 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, so this pitches and saying, and in that moment i'm so hurt. I'm like, why are you actually? Like, it's weird.

I'm here. Like, why are you actually? I'm short. Like, you do IT like, be like, we need have a conversation.

Like, but of course, I came in here and I needed a moment alone with you to reconnect. Like, of course, i'll take those tickets for the next home game. 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 teilo really does you dirty we're like I don't think Young girl outing at man dig out other men 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 can said you like weren't coming out tonight.

So like obviously it's like a shock that i'm seeing you here. Do you talk about this? And like we what are you doing later tonight 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 my dig is out like all these are that they get out and then I am persistent and I just keep talking in and like, how dare you bring another girl here? Like, you're always sweet to me now they think about. And then when another girls around, they pull, I can't stop, I can't be sick and make your pigs such a dig.

All of a sudden, all of the men in the bathroom start to chain in with red sex men. And the bridge 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 like, yeah, fuck off. Finally, he's zipped up his old parents and he he escorts me out of the man's bathroom and he said, i'll talk to 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 bucking 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 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 right? Like, god, please.

Like, leave me alone. So I rabb 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. I've got my tiny dress were flying. 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. He was 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 o cab. And I say, I say, hey. Yeah, I say feeling all confident.

Like, do you want to come back to my dorm? Like this man makes millions of dollars is 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 dorm and i'm like, amazing, let's do IT.

And so this happens and everyone is clearing out the club at this time. The lights come on. Its three am in boston.

Time to go home. Everyone finds out of the club. I'm army 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 hl a ab like feet away.

okay? And I can tell he's eying 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. I'm like, oh my god.

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

Like he's so jealous. He's going to apologize. He's gonna itch. The other women, like, he's going to wrap my hand, he's going to put in the car like he's going to go, oh my god, is literally perfect i'm going home with him and so i'm like getting ready and like fixing myself like territory I was like, oh, this is a big moment step on this little fucker on the other team like she's mine like fuckyou, little bitch.

But as you can imagine, that's not how 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 IT 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, sorry, 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 nigh club 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 a 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. Y like, alex, what happen? 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 can related us 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, they knew was my night here SHE fucking goes, we knew IT.

So they started making me a 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 running my life. Like I honestly probably at that time was like, just probably like trying to china like Morris, cuba like this is something he would do like he is like, so fuck up in dramatic.

And like, my friend bridget is like, I think we need to remove like the raisers from the bath of yet my friends were so gery, we are being soga like alex, like you lost your mind. And like, guys, i'm not going to like, buckled myself. Like, please.

Like i'm just depressed. I don't 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 cabby Q T be like and and like, I 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 my wu bridget put the raisers back in the shower, look back very i'm like getting dressed like pretty extra blush on, like looking you like i'm going over and all my friends is like, but all this sounds like, do you want tickets to the game night? Like, yes, IT was always just a stupid fucking 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 pen 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 let IT get to me but like, in the morning I was like, fresh new day.

Let's see a for text me. But little did I know this man was probably fully getting his fucking in 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's so what I tell myself. 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 that sounds, 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 to sleep 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 sleeve over at your dorm so picture me prepping all of my sweets. Tes, there's like six girls that I live with that this time and like, hey, red socks men is coming over for sleep over there are like to the dorm.

Like to ten thousand 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, there are literally at this points calling their dads being like dad. Guess when having a sleep over what's I and their dads y're like this is fucking cool.

And their mom's are like this. And 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 cavaliers, 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, my soft ware dorm room, in his action, Martin. He like, just parks at a legally in front.

He's like this, that place value. And like, I think the vali 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 a really paying attention, like the night time security guards really like ahead he's like, give me your ID if you're not like a remember here so 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 drops because the security guard of the time is wearing a boston red socks. Habs, so you can only imagine this guys like, fuck my life. Fuck my life.

My job is like a bunch of a knowing fucking college kids just get drunk and fuck up. What the fuck is happening? He's like, oh my god, sir.

Like, yeah, no, no need for an ID. Like, yeah. Like, go ahead.

Like, hey, can I get to sell? So I feeling like I had the bigger stick on campus OK like, uh, like redemption, redemption. All the hurt, all the hurt 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 night, like IT, was in 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 roomy 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, that was the day where I was like, I know 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 felt you guys where my, he 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 pass.

You don't anymore, though, if he treats you like this, he doesn't fight 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 horo gsm.

So was I clouded by a great o maybe, but IT was a big deal for me. Like I had never had an orgasm in my life until I met rutzen 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 soccer 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, is 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 fund. We're going to the best parties going to eat the best food.

You're gna meet all the hocked guys 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 daily 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 seats. We're onna drink. We're gonna cute.

And then we are gonna in his acting, 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 and had different planes that didn't involve me that we can, 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 awful 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 text. I would wait for the text. 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 the girlfriends and the family can sit. It's their general adman tickets in a designated area. And without a doubt, there is always fucking extra tickets are available in the family, friends, action 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 this I 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, so what's the plan for the weekend? And i'm just like shot the fuck up. I'm more i'm really modified like the plan, the plan, 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 limos 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 flying into post game with the shooters.

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 like, i've got to 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 refuse 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 and 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 on a date.

And I had constantly denied him, unfortunately, because every time that he was in town, IT just happened that red sux man was treat me right. But this time, not so much. Okay, so I started texting him.

And like, oh my gosh, like I said, you going town, let's go out later. And also, do you think you, me some tickets to the game and he's like, oh my god. Ssh, 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 fish official.

Yeah, yes, fish official would do IT. I made up with you after text me after the game, but I wasn't that I still wanted to go to that mother fucking game. I had just become obsessed with knowing who sitting in the red taxman seat.

Okay, now I needed to know who's in the seats, who's in the seats? Big boy, on go july. Who do you pick? Who you pick? And I also just wanted to show him that, like, you know, 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 lingering in the dms. He was kind of a loser.

No, you know, I don't know that for sure. I had 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 now that I 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 like shit, 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 armour. Okay, and I ve finally responded to his fifteen. And D. 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 all.

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 action 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 buckin go. We we want to think we did a job, joe. We did a joe.

We got the mother fucking ticket and I looked to my friend and like, we're fucking in. We're going to our sucks game and we have cking 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've planned with the assad's player after the game like, and i'll be in my prime location to stake out red sox man seats.

And I can zoom on my iphone and see you sitting in the front row. Okay, it's about to be a hell of a 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 tag.

I'm talking to my friend. We're summit on red sox, man. We're checking him out. And all of a sudden, as i'm zooming 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 this amazing folk.

Okay, they knew me, but I could kindly tell from their facial expression that, like, they like, knew I was IT 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 ticket?

Like, do they know something about me and the sad 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 sea, 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 brod, 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 dreams. So i'm like trying to play IT 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 whispered to my friend, and i'm like, need 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, I tell you, is little like the second inning. Like, really, why am I leaving? And I like something to see you happy.

I get up and I leave because i'm a little bit, because i'm a fucking loser. And I couldn't, honest sly, take the awkward dance and the uncomfortable to for the entirety of the game. And honestly, like me, my friend already drawn come like, let's go for a game and like, 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 do a full beat because I am sitting there for, like, almost like four hours. And I like, needed to go get ready so we could convince ourselves that was good, we had believe.

But i'm like shivering to the corn. Like they really, really like, kind of A A little rude. So i'm walking out of the way park, and you will not believe the text that I get.

IT is the third inning of the red soccer game on the fourth of july. And I get a text and I look at my phone. And it's from red sox man in the midst 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 texts me, and he write. He s. Alex, who gave you the tickets.

Alex, who gave you the ticket? And I immediately also scared on like, oh my god, like, oh my god, like what I say. I also like poor rocky friend. Like, oh my god, like he's a full rocky that can do i'm taxi.

Oh my god, this is like little, his first year on the team and like red zx man is like the oldest veteran like this poor guy like i'm just think about this poor rocky is looking about to get the ship beat out of him. And like, I can't say anything like I can't give up this program's identity. Like I got got lie.

Like I got things is something but so just I respond naturally and I say. What are you talking about? Just gas light of, I was never thought 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 at 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 but like me from boston.

Just always put IT back on them. Never answer the question and he's like answer the fucking question, alex, who gave you the god damn tickets and we start going back and forth and i'm recognizing well, first of all, i'm recognizing like he's just texting me, which is amazing. I like we're back, baby, my friends like you over my shelter like he's mad and memory 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, plans for tonight.

I'm going see like things are already good that he's texting also you know when like I had all 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 turton like I had done that one like and every time he would text me, i'd like freeze and so whenever I was like looking for text, um I turn my volume up and then I would like playing, playing, playing, playing do and I like so I like really got excited when I got tax from him so anyways started getting rise you could rise out of and he's texting me in the middle of god dam baseball k game so like i'm realizing now I am 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 infuriated, he's officially jealous. Check me.

You care. Like, let fuck and go. I'm ready to fuck in party.

Like, you got to have these check in moments, ladies. Like, IT is 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 other way section as well.

Mother fucker, I will with your life and i'm picturing this man they're like, pro, you're up to bed he's like, hold on this more just and i'm like, let's go, let's go 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 body 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 IT out. Okay, that is also true. Okay, she's a good friend, whatever.

Okay, her taking IT or me entering 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 been fifty minutes ten, has has been fifteen minute ten. I ended up going longer than fifteen minutes.

I actually had himself restrained and I was like 医疗 a couple hours because at that point i'm like， let him finished the game. Like, let him like, marinate on IT. This is what I realized.

He's going to sit up that game and just over and over and over, he's going to look down that little fucking in rosa, as every aster as guys coming to bad is like, is that the one? Is that the one is that the one is and then and he's also going have to look in his camp and think, who the fuck is that to let him spiral? Al, as I will get ready for the fuck and 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 aster'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 CD fireworks, and IT was like a pretty lovely night. We end up going back to the astro players hotel room for an after party. And i'm with my friend.

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

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

So mid d sucky sac peas fully in mouth, I say one mona. And I pull up my fucking phone mid blow job penis still in mouth. And there IT is at this point that fucker dig 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 levit 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 of all of that and they're all like what's going on like out of UK he's like giving 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 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 nose down. And i'm also in that era of my life, like I wasn't having like the best skin and like a habitual break out.

So my friend has this like powder, this like translucent powder, that's like loose powder. And we start dancing the powder onto 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, coking all fucking nights so fucking in classes we arrive in his pen house i'm like knocking on the door.

I honestly probably look like, so fuck sick i'm like literally translated Patty all over over my face and i'm so drunk at this point and I have shit all over my dress and he opens the door and he's like, what 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 hugging him. She's like, a good night to you both and SHE goes off and SHE sleeps on the fuck 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 lying 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 health thy 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 interact 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 neuron field, which is the soccer field at my school, and everyone was leaving for practice. I was sweating. I'm 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 sox man had officially been traded to a team across the country. And I remember tears just filled in my eyes, and I sent him attacks 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 what are 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 IT was the end. Like, I knew that the proxy mi in 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 I, like, I was in college, like, I just want you to have fun.

And 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 IT 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 distance 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 tell we both knew, like we may lightly stay in touch in wen, but like we had done IT, you know I mean, like the relationship was at that crossed roads, like we're not getting fucked in married. I'm a fucking in junior now and 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, goodby E, I will never 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, the fucking keys to the city. Like, I trained you. I taught you all, I buck. And no, now golf 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 sox 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 complete light. I did go to red socks games, but IT was for the away team.

So I did hold my promise to myself OK. I never SAT in the friends and family section again of the home team. But you bet you're fucking in as I was in those mother fucker. Away seeds showed out to the new york mets, wed out to the detroit, to 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, everyone like for a relax IT was fun but you guys get IT okay, I fucked and had a nice time but I never went back to the redsox x 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 twenty nineteen.

IT was about three to four years later. I'm sitting in the lower east side, call her that he exists, and I get a call. From red socks, man.

And let's just say I was not delusion. 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, IT now by bitches okay, I can 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 talking to IT like i'm delusional, but i'm not that fucking delusions you guys like I fucking no. But I will always say like I will always have love for that time of my life and for him in my heart 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 a namely by honestly, anyone who treated her well or treated shit but gave her nice things, shot 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 dating game, and who is fucking married and in a nice healthy relationship, like, what a fucking concept? Yeah, wish I could have told my fucking soft, more year self, college self like, but you are gonna be on that mother, fuck in mind one day when he is retired and you're going na be throwing the first pitch at a boston red sex game. So cheers to that.

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

This is a testiment 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 literally can go back and 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 didn't 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 conversation 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.