I met this guy in Coney Island on Sunday under some pretty odd circumstances. I was on assignment for a short magazine piece about "Seinfeld Day" at the Brooklyn Cyclones game. Our paths crossed when I was hovering around the visitor's dugout, looking for any ballplaying Seinfeld fan to give me his take on the afternoon's festivities. ("Sign what?" responded a confused pitcher from the Dominican Republic.) After a series of dead-ends—where were all the Seinfeld fans?!—a long-haired lefty pitcher from USC told me there actually was a guy I should meet. (Thanks, Tyler Gilbert. You're not bad for a Trojan.) Apparently, we're looking at the only hardcore Seinfeld fan on the entire 2015 Williamsport Crosscutters squad. For that reason alone, I'm an Anthony Sequeira fan. I also love how he seems to be enjoying the fact that, as of 2 or 3 weeks ago, he's been getting paid to play baseball. Why the hell shouldn't he be loving life?! Anthony was a standout at Oral Roberts, where he not only hit .341—with 11 homers and 58 RBI in a 56-game season—but he also had a 1.38 ERA in 24 appearances as a relief pitcher during his senior year. "Dude, I got some stories," he told me with a sly smile. Of course, he does. He's a big California kid—from Petaluma, no less!—with a brain and a lust for life, playing college baseball at a Christian university in Oklahoma. He was a journalism major, too, so he's bound to have an eye for details. Anthony strikes me as someone whose curiosity will have him exploring new towns while his teammates are on their laptops or playing video games. So while he's on his journey to fame and acclaim in The Show, you can follow his adventure on Twitter at @TheTwann. Maybe one day the guy will even write a book. For now, he's pretty psyched to watch the Elaine Dance Contest and the rest of the bizarro world of "Seinfeld Day" at a minor league baseball game in Brooklyn.
Do I know you? One man's attempt at a lifelong head count.
NOTE: If you think I might have a photo of you—most likely at least one great photo of you—don't be afraid to ask me to post it (firstname.lastname@example.org) along with a brief entry about how I know you. And if I've met or known you but don't have any photo evidence, feel free to send along YOUR favorite photo of you. (I'm fascinated by what that slideshow might look like.)