Rick "wild thing" Vaughn, your celebrity crush since he started playing.

You sang the song, you cheered him on, you even bought a shirt with his face on it!

'Wild thing, I think I love you'

it said.

And they'd won the game, everyone was applauding and whooping, and the players were starting to get out of their jerseys and clean themselves up after hard work.

And Ricky was there. You noticed him- him!- standing beside the stadium entrance. You just had to try and get a closer look.

He turns to you, sees the text and smirks slightly. It feels good to be thought of like that after such a shitty start.

"Nice shirt." He chuckles.