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Becoming Beth
Nope. I think I have an invisible force-field protecting me from total MLB joy.
Not MLB maybe, but there is another route which works.
I used to take my young 'uns to the old Durham Athletic Park to watch the Durham Bulls (Triple A) play. When my youngest was about seven he decided he wanted an autograph from one of the umpires, and wandered into the sallyport before the game to ask for it.
The man was dumbfounded, and so flattered that he took a freshly rubbed-up ball into the locker room and got everyone on the Bulls team to sign it.
That ball got its own trophy globe, and sat on our living room mantle for years. Unfortunately none of that season's team ever made it to the majors.