Long story short:

The night my son was there he got autographs from everyone, I mean everyone. Went out on the field and the ball was stolen from his locker.

He was pulled after the 7th inning for safety reasons and discovered the ball gone.

I was back at Comiskey the next day, purely coincidental and called up the PR people to tell them what had happened.

Brought my own baseball to the park in hopes of getting autographs for him again, and had a visit from the PR people who had already gotten every member to sign another ball for my son.

He is 34 now and it will never leave his posssesion. Those were the days!