What have you done with your life? What inconsequential, forgotten-as-soon-as-you-are detail have birthed into this world? What difference have you made?

Some people are plagued by those questions. Some people never find the answers. The man pictured above is not one of those people.

Long after he is gone, long after the baseball stadiums rust and corrode and the human race insulates itself in outer space, waiting for a friendly little robot to clean up the mess, this man will be remembered. He was: Man Who Caught Baseball With Beer. No greater honor has ever been awarded.

Also: Notice how he didn't bring his glove? Stop bringing your gloves to the ballpark, morons.

(HT: Lion in Oil; TSB)