Guy in a Dodgers Hat

So there's this guy in a Brooklyn Dodgers hat who I think is pretty cute...

I first noticed him sitting with the Vancouver marathon group at Kick-off. Then I spotted him across the massive sea of runners on Saturday. He even runs in the beginner group, who I'll be running in from here on out for reasons explained below. But oh! I was looking so rough! As it was still before my normal wake-up time when the run was done, I wasn't feeling too social. So I said my goodbyes and headed out of the Park to catch the subway back downtown. While waiting an eternity and a half for a train, I popped in my headphones and dreamed that Guy in a Dodger's Hat would appear on the platform and we'd strike up a conversation and fall in love and it'd be great. He never came. But the train did and I moped on and settled into a seat. In a dramatic moment out of "Sliding Doors", Guy in a Dodgers Hat pushed through the doors as they came to a close. Oh my God, I thought to myself, this is it. This is fate. Say something. But...I have my headphones on...and he's near the door and I'm sitting down and...just say something...but I'll look like a stalker for recognizing him...say something...Oh no!...Now he put his headphones on...chance lost...maybe not...just have to say something.

I just sat there. I did nothing.

Okay, okay, I bargained, if he gets off at my stop I'll say something. Each stop went by and he didn't get off. This is it. This is fate. Aaand one stop before mine he hops off. Of course.

I am an idiot.