As we walked up the concrete steps to Trustmark Park the day seemed to be as normal as any other. I had been to watch the Braves countless numbers of times and every game looked just like one you would see on TV. I walked through the park passing what seemed to be an endless number of vendors and gift shops. Me, Logan, my dad, and my uncle proceeded to walk down the steep steps all the way down to four seats two rows away from the third base dugout and immediately noticed something different about this day. Sitting in front of us was a man who seemed to be around the age of 65, the only problem was that this man did not have a shirt on and was just perched up on the edge of the dugout like it was his recliner at home. He seemed to be completely used to being shirtless in public and even had a guy working on the field come over and talk to him and the worker talking to this man didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that he was a few inches away from a sweaty shirtless senior citizen. I turn to my right thinking that Logan’s face will be as shocked as mine but instead he was laughing and had his camera out trying to sneak a picture of this man. After the prayer and national anthem were over the first inning began and the man in front of us was still shirtless and I wondered if he understood that this game was going to be on TV later that same night but got tired of worrying about it and went back to watching the game. After the bottom of the second inning Brian McCann stepped up to the batter’s box and the entire stadium lit up with screams and applauding including this elderly man who was now on his feet waving what appeared to be his shirt around in the air. Later that inning another batter slowly stepped out of the dugout and all I could hear were constant boos throughout the stadium and of course the shirtless man in front of me was yelling childish insults out like cheater cheater pumpkin eater and it was then that I realized he was yelling at Alex Rodriguez. The entire stadium was standing up screaming every word I had been taught growing up to never say and that’s when I noticed the net protecting us from getting hit from foul balls began to violently shake along with the main cable connecting it to the stadium. My eyes followed the cable up to the second deck of the stadium and that’s when I saw him falling. It seemed as though time was now in slow motion as his arms flailed around trying to grab ahold of anything that would catch him from his fall. When his body hit the chairs it was like the world had stopped for a second, and a small portion of the stadium just stared in awe. After a couple seconds two men rushed over to where he laid and then soon after there was a giant crowd around him. We got word that the man had survived the fall but was in a very bad condition. Paramedics showed up with a stretcher and with help from what appeared to be the two original men loaded him onto the stretcher and they strapped him down. They began a slow process of working the stretcher up the stairs making sure the stretcher didn’t bounce too much to ensure his neck didn’t move in case it was broke. The closer and closer they got to the gate where the ambulance was the more attention that was brought to him. We were all so distracted by what we had just witnessed that the game seemed to fly by after and our conversations leaving the stadium consisted of if the man was still alive and how he could have fallen off the edge. The only thing that we could find on our phone about his condition was that he was in an ICU unit in a local hospital. Later that night we laid in our beds in the hotel room watching ESPN and seeing a recap of the game. Of course the only thing that was talked about was the apparent drunk man who fell from the top deck of the stadium to the bottom. He had fallen straight into the Yankees family section of the stadium which is a part of the stadium sectioned off for just player’s family. From the report on ESPN he had hit a section of seats three seats over from Bryan McCann’s family and luckily didn’t hit anyone. During the middle of the report they got word that the man had passed away just a few minutes after they had started the report and the ESPN analyst took a moment of silence for him and his family. It was something that would change the way I saw that stadium forever.