About a year ago when you were twenty-one, for your birthday you went to a local bar. Some things may have happened- as in, you hooked up with the third baseman of your local major league baseball team, Frederick Kirby.

you both were too drunk to remember condoms... and well, now, you have a two month old girl named Darcy. You haven't seen or talked with Frederick since, and he has no idea he has a daughter.

tonight, one of your friends dragged you and Darcy to one of the team's home games. At the end of an inning, Frederick threw the baseball into the crowd, and you caught it while your friend held Darcy. The camera panned to you, showing you on the big screen. Frederick froze in the middle of the field when he saw you, with a baby that looked exactly like him next to you.