Houston fans have been hit hard this week with news of the Arian Foster baby mama fiasco. Arian Foster, the (kinda) vegan running back who never backs away from deep philosophical conversations, and who always presents himself as a person making all the right moves in life, may have just knocked up a 20 year old and attempted to bully her towards an abortion. Although people are of varying opinions on the topic, and some flat out choose not to care, one undeniable truth has become evident to most people - Arian Foster cheated on his wife, and he's kind of a jerk.
For me its been an interesting week because I get to see people come around to a reality that I already knew. You see, I had a personal interaction with Arian about a year ago. When I told the story to my friends they honestly couldn't believe that Arian did what he did, but I think more people would believe it now.
On November 27, Arian tweeted out a challenge to his followers:
I got game tickets to the first person to figure out my first tweet. #itmeansthatmuchtome— Arian Foster (@ArianFoster) November 27, 2012
I was on my lunch break at the time, so I decided to give it a shot. It took a little more time than expected, because as even Arian figured out, you can't scroll all the way back as twitter only archives the last 3000 tweets.
I guess you can only go back but so far. Oh well.— Arian Foster (@ArianFoster) November 27, 2012
Since I couldn't figure it out through the conventional method, I tried a different approach. First I figured out the day he first joined twitter by going to TwBirthday.com. With that date, I googled for '"@arianfoster" + "2 Feb 2010" twitter' and found what was obviously his first tweet.
Walking into the Twitter house for the first time. Hello digital world...— Arian Foster (@ArianFoster) February 2, 2010
Next came the real challenge - How in the hell was I going to get Arian to see that I found it? His mentions had to be absolutely filled with people tweeting the wrong answer to him. Instead of tweeting at him, I tweeted to some of the people he followed, hoping that they would give me a retweet and put it in his timeline. A little bit of luck and some perseverance paid off.
You got it, bro. Where do you live, and who will be accompanying u? RT @RJhegedus: The Colts game on Dec 16th would be awesome! Thanks man!— Arian Foster (@ArianFoster) November 27, 2012
He titled me as the winner, asked me what game I wanted to go to, and followed me so we could handle the rest through direct messages. My wife had given birth to our second child a few weeks before the Colts game, and for the first time in a long time, we were going on a date. Not only that, but we were going to walk up to will call and tell them "Arian Foster left tickets for us". I was completely pumped. After a few minutes though, things got a bit more interesting:
Turns out that @MeBeingMel found the tweet a few minutes before I did. I just happened to figure out how to get it in front of his face first, so he never saw hers. Arian, being the generous cat that I expected him to be, came to a compromise.
There was a discrepancy on who was first. I'm not sure so, @mebeingmel pick a game as well. They were the only two to get it.— Arian Foster (@ArianFoster) November 27, 2012
That was a really classy move, and one that I will always respect as he never had to do that. I would have been cool with being told that I didn't win, because the truth is I technically didn't, but he still decided to hook us both up.
When I got to Reliant I was filled with excitement. This was the first time I'd ever had an athlete give me tickets to a game, and like most people I figured they probably get hooked up with some prime seating. My wife and I trudged through the rainy parking lot towards Will Call, I gave my ID to the ticket operator, and she slid back an envelope with our tickets. With my fingers still a little shakey from a mixture of cold air and excitement I slid the tickets out to see where we were heading.
Section 601, Row 21, Seats 1 & 2, Value: $35.00. According to the stadium seating chart, we were heading towards the top.
My first reaction - I laughed with my wife. I figured that Arian probably just calls in a team assistant and asks for tickets. If they did ask him if he cares where they are, it's obvious that he said he didn't, and this is what we wound up with. I wasn't going to complain. They were free tickets, from Arian Foster, and now I had a funny story about how absolutely terrible my seats were to along with the entire chain of events. We went inside and enjoyed the game.
The only thing I worried about was the timing of sharing my laugh online. The other winner was heading to the Vikings game the next week and I didn't want to discourage her, so I chose at the time not to tweet out how bad my seats were. It's one thing to be at the stadium and get free-bad tickets, but it's another to get in the car and drive out knowing that the view would be better from home. Some things are better left as surprises. The next week, it turned out I would be the one to be surprised.
Based on that picture and the seating chart, it appears that her tickets were 75 rows lower than mine. This time when the Texans assistant asked Arian if he cared where the seats were, he obviously said "Yes." They were free tickets, and they came with a good story. I could have said something to Arian, complained just a bit, and perhaps had it been a mistake or an oversight he would make it right. I opted to just keep mum about once I thought through the two most likely scenarios - Arian pays for the tickets out of his pocket and wasn't going to pay for good seats twice; or, she is a young single woman and I am an older married man.
When the news came out this week about Arian Foster's scandal, and I heard the surprise in people's voices at the water cooler, I realized that they were finally coming to the same conclusion I came to a year ago. Arian Foster is kind of a jerk.
"The universe will throw somebody a bone every now and then, and you win the lottery. But for the most part, you get in this life what you put in." - Arian Foster