One of my college roommates is incredibly awesome. He got tickets at face value and bought four and has been bragging about them for weeks. I didn't want to push him or be annoying, but was kind of miffed he didn't make any kind of offer to buy one of the four. We've done opening day and Newberg Report Night together the last 4 years and were big on buying the $6 seats and moving down all the times in between. We'll probably split 4 season tickets in a few years now that we've both moved from Dallas and come back.
After Molina hit the home run in Yankee Stadium, he turned to me at the bar and said he was finally ready to let me know one of the Game Four tickets was for me but had held off telling me for fear of a jinx since we went to TB Game 4 together and things went south. He was also at Game 6 with me and we sat at opposite ends of our group of eight to avoid any kind of jinx.
Once the last out was recorded, we had possibly the gayest slow-motion movie "we did it" hug in the history of sports-watching. Then we went home and kissed for hours. Not really -- we never hugged at all.