All language subtitles for Long Shot

We have
a paid attendance tonight, 27,458.

That is the second drive...

All of life is "What if?"

I don't know that any of us
can identify what that critical role is

that we bring to the lives
that we share in common.

Right, in the case of
People versus Juan Ignacio Catalan...

Is that your true name?

Yes, ma'am.

Um, let's see...

Well, I was born in Los Angeles, in 1978.

My dad bought a house in a suburb,
about 15, 20 miles north of L.A.

My brother, Mario, started hanging around
with the wrong crowd.

I always looked up to him,
'cause he was my big brother.

And I just remember
seeing him coming home

with stereos and all types
of different car parts.

And that, I guess,
intrigued me.

They used to break into the
cars and I would be the driver.

That was the first time
I ever got arrested.

I definitely wanted to make that
trip my last trip ever to jail.

The second run that
he's allowed to...

Well, it was August 12th of 2003.

Me and Alma, we had broken up.
We were having some problems.

I called her up and I asked if she
could come and sleep over at my house.

It was maybe midnight,

and he asked me, "What are you doing?"
I said, "Trying to go to sleep."

She didn't want to, but...
you know, I'm a very persistent guy.

That night, I had a weird dream.

I had a dream of UFOs
or aliens or something.

And that I was being taken away.

I kid you not.

Woke up, any other day,

and we're driving to work,

that's probably about
7:30 in the morning.

We pull into our shop parking lot,

and my dad was there, of course.
He was always the first one there.

Five, six in the morning.

We pulled into the parking lot.

I notice a truck,
kind of close to us.

And that's when it all happened.

As soon as I open the door,

he jumps out of the car,
and he's just like...

The only thought I had
was I was dead.

I was completely surrounded
within 30 seconds.

They walked up to me,
threw me on the floor,

face down on the asphalt.

My dad opens the door, and I
remember, he poked his head out,

out the door.

And I just remember looking
at my dad, and he's like...

He looked at me, and I go,
"Dad, look..."

I go, "Dad, look..."

I said, "Dad..."

I'm Detective Rodriguez, partner
to Detective Pinner, okay?

Hey, what's going on?
That's all I want to know.

We're hoping that
you're going to talk to us.

Are you willing to talk to us
about what's going on?

What's going on?

Next, one of the detectives
showed up to the house.

State your full name
for the record, sir.

It's Juan Rodriguez.

He says, "Well..."

He's like, "He was arrested."

And I said, "I get that.
Why was he arrested?"

And he's like, "Because the
murder of Martha Puebla."

And I said, "Excuse me?"

And I think that I was speechless
for like five minutes.

Juan was in jail,

charged with the May 12, 2003
murder of 16-year-old Martha Puebla.

The young woman had testified
in a separate case

in which Juan's brother
was a co-defendant.

Everyone makes mistakes.

Just some people make bigger
mistakes than others.

And they're not easily undone.

My brother had been arrested
for a murder.

And we went to his
preliminary hearing.

When we were in court, they did ask us
to provide our driver's license or IDs.

One thing I remember very clearly
is Martha Puebla was a witness.

They wanted her to point
out the shooter in court.

But she never said anything.
She goes, "I didn't see anything."

And I never thought
anything of it.

I...

took it as we were watching
someone testify.

Do you solemnly state

the evidence you shall present
in this matter

shall be the truth, the whole
truth, and nothing but the truth,

so help you God?

I do.

You are going to take
away my life

for this fucking bullshit?

The bullshit is this.
You killed somebody.

Wait a minute. Those are very
strong words right there.

I did not kill nobody,
I would never kill nobody.

I'd never do anything
to hurt anybody.

Convince us otherwise.

I remembered my cousin.

He would always brag
about this kick-ass lawyer

that he was a filing clerk for.

Las Vegas. It's a great place
to go and have fun!

We went there to uncover

some of the sneaks,
cheaters, and sore losers,

and they were all caught on tape.

When I first met Juan, I was
in a criminal defense practice,

as I had been for
probably ten years.

Naturally, I asked him
about the facts of the case.

I got this story...

that I wasn't expecting.

Detective Pinner, what time
did the 911 call go out

with respect to this murder
on May 12th?

22:43, that's 10:43 p.m.

I didn't know what the evidence was,
how many witnesses they claimed they had.

I didn't know anything.

At the time that
the defendant was arrested,

- did he have any facial hair?
- Yes.

And what did the facial
hair look like?

He had a mustache and a...
He was slightly unshaven,

with a small piece of hair
below his bottom lip.

They showed me the sketch
and said that was me.

Male Hispanic,
black hair, very short,

5'7" to 5'11",

19 to 25 years old.

Stocky build, medium mustache...

Hair below his lip? I've never
had nothing under my lip.

- What's there right now?
- I haven't shaved!

Okay, so you didn't shave
this day either.

Why wouldn't I shave
my mustache then?

I don't know.
'Cause you think you're cool.

Because you think
there were no witnesses.

But there were witnesses.

I asked him,
"Was the death penalty mentioned?"

Yes, death penalty was mentioned.

They had a paper
with my picture on it,

and they're like,
"Yeah, this is him."

That's all they would say:
"This is him."

Please, you guys
can't do this to me, dude.

I swear to God, man, on my two
daughters that I love so much, man,

I did not do this.

People identified you.
The composite is you.

You see,
the pictures don't lie.

I mean, I just had a gut feeling,

there's just no way this kid
could have committed a murder.

I mean, it just seemed
completely out of his character.

And so I told him,
"I'm gonna get you outta here."

Well, did you investigate Juan
Catalan in any way, shape, or form

before you had him arrested
on August 12th?

- Yes.
- What did you do?

I wanted the chronological log that
the detectives are supposed to follow

every time they do
something on the case.

We showed his picture
to the witness.

And?

We verified that he had
an apparent motive.

Then I started to ask him, "All right,
do you remember where you were?"

♪ And the home ♪

♪ Of the brave ♪

May 12th, I said,
"That's around Mother's Day."

I'm like, "You know what?
Juan, you were at a Dodger game."

He had bought some tickets for
his mom to go to the Dodger game,

knowing full well she
probably wouldn't go.

Yeah, I did.

I got those tickets, you know,

trying to pull them off
as a Mother's Day gift.

If we can prove
you were at the game,

get the case thrown out, easy!

Uh... not so easy.

First of all, I wasn't supposed
to be at that game.

We are pleased to welcome

more than 2,000 City of El Segundo
employees, families and friends

to tonight's game.

I didn't know who to take
because it was such short notice,

so I thought of my daughter,
of course.

You know, she was six.

And she doesn't get
into the games,

but just her being there,
she gets excited.

I took my cousin Miguel,
who's also a sports fan,

and a good friend of mine, Ruben.

Didn't think much of it,
just another Dodger game.

According to the eyewitnesses
and the police reports,

Martha Puebla was
at her residence.

She had come outside to talk
to a couple of other young adults,

right around ten o'clock at night.

We have a paid
attendance tonight, 27,458.

They were going back and forth...

During the time
that these four or five people

were just outside of
Martha's house,

they saw a Chevy Malibu drive slowly
around the block several times.

It was a tie,
going into the ninth inning,

and I'm like,
"We're not going nowhere."

Éric Gagné comes in and he would
go into Mike Kinkade's spot.

The person driving the car came
out the car and came up to Martha.

That's a strike.

He came in,
and I was like, "We got this.

You know, he's going to
nail this ninth inning,

we're gonna come up and
hit the game-winning hit."

Marcus Giles, with runners in
scoring position, is hitting .355.

Martha says, "Hey, it's Martha,
you remember me."

And the shooter says something
to the effect of, "No, you don't."

Pulls a gun out of his sweatshirt,
and then shoots Martha in the head.

Ground ball up the middle!
Cora can't block it!

And the runner's gonna come in.
Furcal scores,

Giles scores, and the game
has come apart on Éric Gagné.

Oh man, they rocked them
for like seven runs.

A 4-4 tie became an 11-4 game,

and I'm like, "Oh, dude."
It's over, let's get out of here.

Having just witnessed
an execution-style murder,

the main and only eyewitness in
this case dropped his cell phone

and ran as fast as he could.

I grabbed my daughter's hand and
we're walking towards the exit

and I see a stand of baseball cards,
so I had to stop, I had to stop.

Police talked to the
owner of the cell phone.

He looks at tons
and tons of photos

and eventually gives a sketch of
what he thinks the person looks like

that killed Martha.

We opened up the packs,
and that was it.

That was the night, nothing else.

First of all, we had
an eyewitness who identified him,

and cooperated with a composite
artist within days of the homicide,

and came up with a composite

that was strikingly similar
to the defendant in appearance.

The prosecutor they
assigned to the case

had never lost a murder case
ever before in her career.

She was murdered
because she did testify,

and the day that she testified,
which was May 1st of 2003,

Juan Catalan was present in the audience
during his brother's preliminary hearing

when this girl testified.

Her nickname was Sniper,

because she likes to pick off
people with the death penalty.

Do you think Juan Catalan has any
kind of a legitimate alibi at all?

No.

I asked Alma to find the tickets,
but not to touch them.

We turned the apartment
upside down.

Couldn't find the tickets...

I'm going to show you
three tickets here.

... until finally,
I found a Dodger envelope.

Which of these tickets
was the one that you possessed?

The next thing that I did
was I contacted Sam Fernandez.

Senior Vice President,
General Counsel for the Dodgers.

I don't really know
what was going through my mind

when I received that call.

"Well, here's another interesting
day at the office," if you will.

He came to the stadium
and we walked down to the seats.

I wanted
to take photos of the seats,

where they were in relation
to the Dodger dugout.

I mean, I am standing
in Dodger Stadium.

I was shackled up

and put into a individual cage
in the jail bus.

I definitely felt...

that it had just become...

That... it just became real.

I saw a county bus.
I was coming home from work.

Uh...

And I just had this weird
feeling inside of me,

and I just broke down crying
by myself in the car.

Juan got his phone call
later on that evening,

and calls me and tells me,
"Alma, I saw you on the freeway."

I'm like, "No way!"

He's like,
"I saw you on the freeway."

He's like, "I saw you. You were
about to get the 5 to go home,

and we kept going the opposite way."

He's like, "I wish I could have
jumped out of that window

and go home with you."

Really, what he was looking
for was some way

of trying to identify the people

who may have been sitting
around his client,

who could actually testify
that his client was there.

They are season tickets
that Juan got from somebody.

Because someone's a season ticket holder
doesn't mean they were at that game.

So we tracked down people
as far west as Hawaii,

and as far east as Chicago.

Everybody we talked to: "You know,
I really didn't see them well enough

that I would feel
comfortable testifying."

They transferred me to supermax,
which is maximum security,

with the hardest criminals there.

You really don't
know what fear is

until you hear
a grown man screaming for help.

There's another set of cameras
called Dodger Vision.

Dodger Vision is what you see on
the big video screens at the stadium.

Our in-house filming.

I painstakingly went
through the videos,

trying to find Juan
among 40,000 people.

A staggering number, yes.

Since I knew where Juan was,

it was very easy to see the block
of seats and count the rows down.

Every time a right-handed batter
came up to bat,

I was looking for Juan or his
friends in the background.

I felt that I was getting framed.

I know you hear these stories
of people being exonerated

25, 30 years later.

And that would play in my head
over and over and over.

I was putting everything
on super slo-mo.

It took me an entire day
to go through a three-hour game,

because I could not afford
to miss anything.

I was able to find Juan
sitting in those seats.

But the resolution
wasn't high enough.

Talking to the kids
was really tough,

because they wanted to know
when I was coming home.

And I didn't have an answer.

Did I explain to you that we
have to tell the truth in court?

- Do you remember that?
- Yeah.

And if I told you that
this pen was blue,

would that be the truth or a lie?

A lie.

And if I told you
that this microphone was white,

would that be the truth or a lie?

A lie.

You promise to tell us the
truth from what you remember?

Yeah.

Did you go to a Dodger game
with your daddy?

- Yeah.
- This year, last year?

Yeah.

Did your daddy buy you
anything during the game?

- Yeah.
- What did he buy you?

Um...

Oh...

Ice cream.

And, um... candy.

And, um...

and some Dodgers... um... cards.

Some Dodger cards?

Where did he buy the Dodger cards,
do you remember?

If Juan had the alibi, the Dodger
game, why didn't he mention it

when the police were interviewing
him the night he was arrested?

You would have to ask him that.

What were you doing on the 12th?

Well, I'm going to remember,

and that's hopefully going to
clear me up, dude.

You know, these guys are telling me
that I killed some 16-year-old girl.

Like, the date was...

Like... It was irrelevant
to me at that point.

I asked Juan some details
about the game.

Juan has a fantastic ability
to recall games, plays, details...

He says, "I think they may have
been filming something there."

I've been to hundreds
of Dodger games,

and never have I seen them
film anything there.

And this particular day,
they were there.

All he remembered were security
personnel blocking the aisle

and this man walking
up and down the stairs

for the different takes.

So I went back to Dodger Stadium,

walked with Sam to the
Media Relations Department.

The person that was there pulled
out this big calendar book.

I watched her start flipping.
April, May...

And all these pages are blank.

She turns to May 12th,

and damn if there isn't an
entry on May 12th.

It had some kind of obscure
production company name,

I didn't recognize it,
but it had a phone number.

I called it up,
and they answered, "HBO."

I get a cold call from a guy,
"This is Todd Melnik, I'm a lawyer,"

and he tells me this crazy story.

He says, "Well, we don't usually
release any pre-production footage.

You'll have to wait until it airs."

My first thought is,
"This guy's nuts."

And secondly, "There's 56,000
people at this game.

How could this guy possibly
be on camera?"

I said, "I need to find anything.

I need to place my client
at Dodger Stadium on that night."

In the meantime,
I talked to Larry,

and I'm like, "Larry, there's this guy
that says, you know, his guy's in jail,

and he's a lawyer and... they
remember camera crews being there,

and they think it's us."

Uh... What's that song?

What is that song?

Curb Your Enthusiasm
was a comedy that was on HBO.

Starred Larry David,
the creator of Seinfeld.

At the time, the name Larry David
didn't ring a bell to me.

I had no idea that he was
this mega-huge Hollywood star.

He's right, of course, in
referring to me as a mega-huge star.

That's totally accurate about me.

So he said,
"Okay, when can you come down?"

I said, "Tomorrow?"
He says, "Okay, tomorrow."

Just hearing that he was
going to go down there

and see this, you know,
these outtakes,

it just lifted my
spirits instantly.

This episode was called
"The Carpool Lane."

It was the seventh episode
of season four.

You should see the traffic. The
only thing moving is the carpool lane.

I'll never make it.
I'm going home.

The episode was that I picked
up a hooker in the carpool lane

and took her to Dodger Stadium.

Hey, Daddy.
You want a date with Momma?

Monena. I got a red snapper
that'll talk to you, Daddy.

Get in the car.

I'd never seen the show,
heard of the show,

I didn't have HBO, so I didn't
have any exposure to the show.

I was a runner, I was a PA.

You know, "Go deliver this here,
go pick this up,

bring it back to the office,"
sort of thing.

So I had no clue what
I was getting into.

I knew that we were going to
have to find a baseball stadium

and fill it with
thousands of extras,

and, of course, he wanted to do
the Dodgers, since it's L.A.

That right there
was a huge uh-oh.

We are part of the entertainment
community in Los Angeles,

and we do want to cooperate.

They came back and said,
"All right, here's what we could do."

We showed up, I believe it was
in the late afternoon,

four or five o'clock
was the call time.

Now, I didn't understand,
I was like,

"How are we going to shoot
at a real game? This is crazy."

I know the seats
ain't way the fuck up here.

Got a problem with the seats?

You said we had good seats,
club seats and shit.

We shot in two sections.

I don't know if they call it
a grandstand at Dodger Stadium,

the upper deck...

It's very arbitrary,
where we were placed.

I never saw the cameras
at the Dodger game.

I don't know if people
even knew people were filming.

We had a very, very long lens.

The whole thing was we needed
to be almost invisible.

I had to be in bad seats
and then see Bob Einstein.

He played Marty Funkhouser
on the show.

So I went to the Curb Your
Enthusiasm studios

in Santa Monica,

and I get put into
an editing bay.

They had an engineer that was putting
in these beta tapes one by one

and playing them for me.

I just remember it being chaos,
to be honest with you.

You've got two or three people

trying to hold back
thousands of people.

Midway through the game, my daughter
asked me for, I don't remember,

ice cream, popcorn,
candy, something...

There was about eight tapes

and we're putting in
tape after tape after tape.

We went up to the concessions stands,
and I bought her what she wanted.

We start to roll the scenes

and, you know, there's some
shots of Bob Einstein.

- Hey, Larry, I see you got a ticket!
- Yeah, the seats really stink though.

When I got back, there was
a camera crew right on our aisle.

We weren't supposed to stop people
walking up and down the aisle,

but if they didn't want to be on camera,
we would say, "Can you wait one minute?"

- Can I join you?
- No.

Why not?

I grabbed my daughter's hand and
I tried to walk down the stairs,

but I was stopped.

- You won't let me sit there?!
- Not even for a minute!

These are paying customers.
We can't hold them for too long.

There's only about
maybe six minutes a tape

on each of these beta tapes,

and we're already
on tape number five or six.

And I'm getting disheartened.

Oh no!

The same guy who stopped me,
he looked over at me,

and then he was just like,
"Hey, you know what? Just go ahead."

And nobody was being let in.

Thanks.

I probably didn't even know
we were rolling the camera.

And if I did, I was probably a shitty
PA and let them through anyway.

- I literally jumped out of my chair.
- He literally sprung out of his chair.

And there was this gasp.

And there he was.

Pretty cool!

Is that them right there?

Wow.

We roll it back, confirm yes,
it is him,

we keep playing the tape,

and he's on two more cassettes.

I thought, "Wow,
this is fantastic,

I'm going to be able to prove
that he was at the game."

I said, "Todd, what happened?"

And he said,
"Dude, you're on the tape."

And I was just like...
I think I let the phone go.

I think I let the phone go.

Then I asked him about,
"When was this shot?

Do you guys know what time
of the game this was shot?"

We shoot with time code,
which is time of day.

The stamp that's put on the video tape
that you can't see, it's electronic.

So we knew exactly what time
he was being shot at.

The first scene was at 8:55,
the last scene was at 9:15.

Of course, it was really... It was
pretty exciting, to tell you the truth.

I looked at this video as being
the holy grail of Juan's defense.

Except the murder
took place at 10:32.

Crap.

What else do we need? You know?

I'm on the video the day they're
saying that I killed this girl.

Isn't that enough?

At 10:43 at night,

our defendant, by his own
evidence, his own witnesses,

is on the same street as our victim,
dropping off his cousin, Miguel Catalan,

about 100 to 150 yards away
from the murder scene,

at the time of the murder.

So the HBO tape, in your opinion,
is good only for what?

Nothing.

So the prosecution is gonna contend
that you could have left early

and had time to go
and commit that murder.

And... dude, that just
brought me back down.

I said,
"I've got to figure out a way

to place you at Dodger
Stadium even longer."

Did you buy something there?

And I'm like,
"Yes, I bought a lot of things."

He goes, "Did you use a credit
card?" I'm like, "No."

Then we started talking
about cell phones.

There's a call at 10:11
in the evening,

for 49 seconds, an inbound call.

- Whose phone number is that?
- My friend.

And did you call Juan
from her phone?

Yes, I did.

I kept calling Juan and calling Juan,
and I'm like, "Is the game over?"

I said, "We're walking out of
the stadium right now."

And that was maybe about 10:10,
I want to say.

- Do you recognize that number?
- That's my number.

But I don't remember if he
called me or I called him.

You have to remember every
little detail of your life.

You always think it may
not happen to you, but...

Only in the movies,
only on TV...

I knew, from being involved
as a commentator

on the O.J. Simpson case,

when he was doing his
slow-speed chase,

that the police were able to
find out which cell towers

were pinging off of his cell phone
when the call was transmitted.

That's how they found him.

The very first phone call I got from Todd
was after the subpoena was released.

We basically released
phone records, wire taps

for, you know, law enforcement agencies,
and different types of entities.

And I just happened to get that case
just by the luck of the draw, you know.

What's the first number
that you recognize?

Mine.

Due to the nature of the case,

Todd was very, very persistent.

It was one of those situations
where it had to go above and beyond

because we had the ability to see

what cell tower the actual
phone calls were pinging off of.

It's going to show exactly where
a person is at a certain time period.

The cell tower Juan had used

was right across the street
from Dodger Stadium,

and the radius for that
particular one is a mile.

So I knew Juan was at Dodger
Stadium at at least 10:12.

Which cell tower was used to
receive that call at 10:11 at night?

10:11 at night,
the cell site was NCA 6581...

Rather than giving me a diagram
of whose phone number was whose,

I was listening to numbers,
trying to record numbers and times,

and I was really befuddled.

All I knew about the case

was the defendant was possibly
looking at a death sentence

if he were ultimately convicted.

And that frightened me...
beyond words.

In a preliminary hearing,

am I going to send this person
on to a jury trial,

or am I going to make the
decision to dismiss it?

I was always aware of
the pressure of time.

I would go into the court
with Todd, sit down...

Ten, fifteen minutes max, they would
talk back and forth in lawyer jargon

and stuff I didn't know
what they were talking about.

Okay, see you next date, and next
date, and on, it went like that.

I agreed, to save time,

that I would take the
interrogation audio tape home with me.

I knew that I could listen to it
as many times as I wanted to,

which I did.

You guys are making
the biggest mistake.

This night, you made the
biggest mistake of your life.

No. No.

You guys are going
to remember this,

because you guys are trying to pin
somebody that had nothing to do with this.

I listened to that tape
over and over and over again.

I made my children listen to it.

And I kept asking them,
as I was really asking myself,

"Is this the voice
of a guilty man?"

I was waiting for Todd
to come in to brief me.

I remember, he told me that,
as soon as I walked in that door,

not to look over to the audience
side, which was on the left side.

Martha's family was in the seats.

I remember being anguished
by this case.

I couldn't get it out of my mind.

And I vacillated,

trying to determine
how I was going to rule.

Martha Puebla was at
stake for me.

This man would be facing
the death penalty

if he hadn't,
by the grace of God,

gotten Dodger tickets
from someone the day before

and invited these people,

got caught on video
from that HBO show...

You heard the tape of the
interview with Detective Pinner.

It is clearly a
one-witness ID case.

However, the one witness in
this case is extremely credible,

has no motive to lie,

and made a composite drawing
with a composite artist

that is strikingly similar
to the defendant's appearance.

I don't have any doubt that
eyewitness attempted to be credible,

but he observed this murder
on a darkened residential street

under obviously the most
traumatic of circumstances.

She started talking and talking,

and talking...

And I didn't understand
one word she said.

Todd's sitting to my left,
and he leans over.

And then he says, "It's over."

And I said, "What?"

And then...

- We're gonna get in trouble!
- Oh, my God!

Go over and give your daddy a hug!

Hi!

Everything's over.

Sorry, Todd.

- Thank you, Todd.
- You're welcome, man.

- I owe you, dude.
- It's all right.

You owe him your life!

- I owe you.
- All right.

Todd gave me
one last hug and just...

It seemed like he just rode off
into the sunset, like a...

As he should.

And, you know, left me there
with my family and...

I got into the car and they said...

You know, they were all super
excited and happy, as I was,

and they're like,
"Okay, okay, what do you want?

We'll buy you whatever."

And I was like, "All I want...

All I want, honestly,

is a Coke.

I didn't have...

You have no soda,
no nothing in there, dude.

All I wanted was a Coke,
that's all.

Do you know what
incriminating evidence is?

- Yes.
- All right.

Were you asking
Mr. Catalan questions

to try to obtain
an incriminating response?

Yes.

Did you try to trick Juan
Catalan after he was arrested,

with the circle around
his picture?

Yes, sir.

That was...
dishonest, right?

We're going to begin
the press conference

with the United States attorney,
Deborah Wong Yang.

The indictment alleges that
several members of the gang

murdered a 16-year-old girl,

who had witnessed the
gang's wrongdoings

and was cooperating with police.

Maybe, I don't know,
every few years,

somebody will bring it up or
something, and I'll tell the story.

Maybe I'll tell it at a party,
how I got a guy off of a murder.

You know, um...

Impress a date with it,
I don't know.

♪ Take me out to the ball game ♪

♪ Take me out to the crowd ♪

♪ Buy me some peanuts
and crackerjacks ♪

♪ I don’t care if
I never get back ♪

The thing that keeps repeating
in my head, over and over

and over and over,

is imagine he would have stayed
home to watch that game.

Who were they going to believe?
His mom? Me?

My daughter?
"Oh, my daddy was here."

How, how do you prove...

It's just crazy.

It's a dangerous thing to do,

to go around viewing life from
the "What if?" perspective.

What if we hadn't done the
deal with Larry David?

What if the camera crew hadn't gone
to that aisle on the field double?

What if his daughter had decided that
she didn't want to go to the ball game?

What if he hadn't made
the phone call?

What if, what if, what if...

All of life is "What if?"

The next couple of minutes
is a "What if?"

...you can now be sure that
we're gonna see John Smoltz.