
WATCH: Dodgers fan rightfully refuses to give foul ball to some random Braves fan
I never thought I’d write a post defending a Dodgers fan, but here we are. Tuesday night in Game 3 of the NLDS, Los Angeles roughed up Chris Sale, rode another October gem from Yoshinobu Yamamoto, and took the series lead back from Atlanta.
Fine, whatever, good for them.
The real story was a guy in a Yamamoto jersey who caught a foul ball, got mobbed by a crowd demanding he hand it to a little Braves fan, and told every single one of them no to their faces. This man is a hero and I will not be taking questions.
The Video Everybody’s Melting Down Over:
The baseball comes into the stands, our guy snags it, and he loses his mind celebrating, which is the correct response to catching a ball in a playoff game.
Within seconds somebody filming nearby starts up the chant:
“Give it to the kid! Give it to the kid!”
He looks right into the camera, shrugs, and says…
“I’m sorry, I can’t! I’m not giving it to the kid! I feel bad, but I’m not giving it to the kid!”
The camera pans to the kid, who’s sitting there in a Braves jersey with the saddest face you’ve ever seen, then pans right back to the Dodgers fan proudly posing for pictures with his ball.
Absolute cinema.
Dodgers Fan Refuses to Give Ball to Braves Kid
One repost on X pulled over 2.6 million views in about 12 hours, and the original TikTok is pushing a million. Now the whole internet is clutching its pearls about whether grown adults are legally and morally required to surrender every souvenir to the closest child within a 20 foot radius.
The Dodgers Fan Owes That Kid NOTHING.
You catch it, you keep it. That’s the deal and it’s been the deal forever. Giving a ball to a kid is a nice move and I’ve got nothing but respect for anybody who does it, but the second it becomes an obligation enforced by a mob of strangers, it stops being a nice move and starts being a shakedown.
That’s what this was. A whole section of people who didn’t catch anything decided they were entitled to decide what happened to somebody else’s ball. None of them were giving anything up. None of them were reaching into their own pocket. They just wanted the warm and fuzzy feeling of watching a stranger do something for them so they could clap about it and post the video on social media.
For the love of god, miss me with that.
The best part is that the people who actually have skin in the game, the parents, mostly agree with me. Plenty of them have had a stranger hand their kid a ball and were thrilled about it, but not one of them walks into the ballpark thinking anybody owes their child a thing.
That’s how a normal adult thinks. Grateful when it happens, zero expectations when it doesn’t. Nobody is entitled to anything just because they’re short and wearing a jersey.
Speaking of the kid
I’m not sure that kid is even old enough to know what was going on anyways, and being from Philly, I’m not going to skip past the most important detail of all of this because the kid was a “Braves fan.”
I’m sorry but fuck that kid and fuck the Atlanta Braves.
The same Braves who just bounced the Phillies out of the Wild Card round and sent us home to spend October yelling at Dave Dombrowski’s roster. I’ve got a lot of sympathy in my heart for a lot of people, and Atlanta fans are not on the list, regardless of age.
If that kid’s first big life lesson is that rooting for the Braves sometimes ends with you going home empty handed, honestly, he got off easy. We’ve been learning that lesson the hard way for years.
The Kid Is Going to Be Fine:
He’ll forget about this before the car ride home is over. He’s at a playoff game, he probably got a hot dog, life is good. If his parents are so heartbroken about it, there’s a Dick’s Sporting Goods on every corner in America.
Grab a ball for ten bucks, scuff it up a little, tell him a player tossed it up after the game, and boom, best night of his life. He won’t know the difference and nobody had to get shamed on the internet for it.
The Dodgers fan caught the ball fair and square, kept it, and had the guts to say it out loud while an entire section and a camera ganged up on him. I’m not usually in the business of praising anybody in Dodger blue, but this guy gets a pass. Frame that ball, buddy. You earned it.




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