Bottom of the 9th. Two Outs. Bases Loaded. The Mets are Down by 3, and David Wright strolls up to the plate.

A grand slam wins the game. The mets could potentially mob D-Wright on the field. You could potentially hug a stranger, then drive home drunk hoping not to get pulled over. This is every baseball fan's dream.

But as Wright walks up to the plate, there's something wrong... Something you can't put your fingers on at first.

Is it the guy nervously polishing off his sausage and peppers? Nope.

Is it the fact that you canceled dinner with your girlfriend to go to the game, and now it's certain that you're not getting any tonight? Not at this moment, no.

Then it hits you. It's That kind of ivory tickling that only Van Halen is so well known for. The Shea DJ got cute.

"Right Now, Come on it's everything"

You see, the lyrics capture the situation perfectly AND have the player's name in the chorus...BRILLIANT!

Actually, not so much. The genius playlist choice backfires and all of a sudden Sammy Hagar has commandeered your brain. You forget about the game. You forget about David Wright. You Forgot the bases were loaded, and all you can think of is delicious, delicious, Crystal Pepsi.

It's 1992 and all you want to do is buy packs of Desert Storm trading cards and to have some ice cold Crystal Pepsi while you watch Tale Spin.

And that's when you realize that it's just a pipe dream. The fantasy ends.

The stadium speakers are now playing the theme song from Jurassic Park, which is confusing at first but then you remember why. This is what they play when the Mets lose.(which is really upsetting in its own right, WTF!)

Wright struck out to end the game, and you will never have Crystal Pepsi ever again.