I caught a foul ball.
A foul ball hit by Albert Pujols.
Piper and I were about 20 rows back on the lower level on the first base side. In the sixth inning, Pujols hit a high foul ball that towered above us. It appeared it would end up in the second deck, but I remained vigilant and transfixed on the ball- Piper was transfixed on her nachos. The ball caromed off the second deck, dropped about 100 feet, and I caught the ball with one hand. It was a magnificent moment. The crowd cheered- and as I stood there stunned, a drunk yelled out, "You're gonna need to change your underpants!"
As to not make this post entirely self-serving, please post some of your magnificent non-major moments.