Silvia Ambrosia has been a Chicago Cunbs fan for as long as she can remember, her father had taken her and the rest of the family to Wrigley Field regularly throughout her childhood and despite the Cubs struggles she had always enjoyed herself. Papa is no longer well enough to attend games although he still avidly follows the Cubs fortunes on the television, Silvia 19 his youngest daughter and the only one of his five children still living in the family home, does still attend games regularly more often than not with her boyfriend of nine months Mike Mondelli 21 who is a student at DePaul University. Mike at 6ft 2in had not quite been able to make it at the next level after a very impressive high school basketball career, he'd met Silvia at a sports bar in the City and had quickly fallen for her, unsurprisingly given Silvia's smoldering good looks, shoulder length black hair, brown eyes in a face which still maintains a childish aspect but which increasingly hints at the emergence of a beautiful woman, standing 5ft 8in she has a slender 34-24-34 figure.
Kellyn Doyle is a bubbly, happy-go-lucky blonde 18 year old; an aspiring model she has done one or two bits of modeling work in and around Chicago but she is still awaiting her big break, in the meantime she works as a waitress at Old Town Social. Kellyn makes a killing on tips thanks to her effervescent personality and stunning 36-24-34 figure, she has plenty of male friends but no steady boyfriend. It was a beautiful sunny Sunday in the middle of July and Kellyn who was not working had been asked by two workmates if she fancied going to Wrigley Field, the hometown Cubs were playing the St Louis Cardinals that afternoon. Kellyn was not a huge sports fan despite working in a renowned sports bar, she was aware that the Cubs were resurgent this year and were being led by some hot young talent such as Kris Bryant, so she was more than happy to go along with Sara and Taylor, you never know maybe she could catch the eye of a Cubs player.
Silvia and Mike arrived at Wrigley Field at 12:45 in plenty of time for 13:15 first pitch, both were anxious to see the Cubs take on the rival Cardinals, for the first time in years it felt as if the Cubs could actually challenge for the division which St Louis had dominated for the last decade. Deciding that it would be best to eat now before the game got underway, they were queuing for a hot dog when Silvia became aware of a commotion on the terrace behind them, it was a group of lads ogling three girls who were posing for pictures. One of the girls in particular caught Silvia's attention, she had blonde hair was wearing a pair of dolce and gabanna shades, an adapted Cubs replica shirt which had been fastened into a knot just below the girl's ample bosom, revealing a bare midriff, the look was completed by a tiny pair of red shorts and a pair of simple white plimsolls. The girl was holding a bottle of miller lite and sticking her tongue out suggestively at the group of lads who were howling with delight. Mike turned to see what Silvia was looking at, guessing what Silvia's thoughts would be he sought to make light of the scene,
"It's amazing who these TV Companies use as sideline reporters these days."
Silvia snorted derisively, "I doubt if she'd know which end of a baseball bat to hold."
Mike laughed, he like every other male in the vicinity couldn't help but stare at the blonde girl but he wouldn't swap her for Silvia, not for a second. Silvia carried herself with grace, could hold an intelligent conversation on any topic you could think of and was sexy as hell in her own way; today she was wearing her Cubs crop top which was so small you could see her black bra underneath and left her gorgeous midriff exposed, a simple pair of jeans with a white studded belt and sneakers completed the look. Mike slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, they kissed and forgot all about the scene behind them.
Sara and Taylor arrived at Kellyn's apartment around midday, Sara gasped when she saw what Kellyn was wearing,
"Are you looking for attention Kell!"
"Aren't I always," she laughed.
Sara and Taylor were a couple of years older than Kellyn and both worked with her at Old Town Social, initially when Kellyn had arrived they had resented the brash, cocky Blonde who was quickly earning more in tips than they ever had, but both girls had been won around by Kellyn who was simply ultra confident and had an insatiable lust for life, now they loved being around her, as things were never boring with Kellyn Doyle around. Kellyn's attire had brought her plenty of attention on the train journey to Wrigley and then once in the Stadium, she lapped it up, seemingly oblivious of disapproving, envious or hostile looks she received from other women. Kellyn was disappointed to discover that their seats in the Bleachers whilst near the front and therefore the playing arena, were actually nowhere near where the players were going through their pre-game warm-ups, so along with Sara and Taylor she had gone to get a drink and it was then, when posing for pictures with those lads that Silvia and Mike had first laid eyes on her.
Silvia and Mike took up their seats in good time for first pitch, they were on the third row, knowing this beforehand Mike had brought his glove with him, hoping to catch a home run ball. Silvia had scoffed at him, in twelve years of attending games at Wrigley she'd never been remotely close to a home run ball. As first pitch approached the stands were filling up fast, such a big game was bound to sell out, Silvia noticed a sense of excitement spread around them, then looking up with horror realized why, the blonde girl from earlier and her two friends were making their way along their row and whatsmore there were four empty seats immediately beside Mike. Silvia stood up to allow the three girls to pass, Sara, Taylor and Kellyn passed without giving her a second look, but it was not in Kellyn's nature to ignore a 6ft 2in muscularly built man, so as she passed Mike she gave his right bicep a gentle squeeze and looking at his glove enquired,
"Are you playing for the Cubs, handsome?" there was much laughter from those sat close by who were more interested in Kellyn than the game which was now underway.
"No, not today," replied a clearly embarrassed Mike.
"Never mind, you can protect me should any balls come flying this way," she settled in the seat next but one to Mike and placed her red handbag (perfectly matching her red shorts) into the unoccupied seat between them.
Silvia glared in the direction of the blonde, whilst nudging Mike in the ribs, seeing this reaction Kellyn smiled, as she was still wearing her shades it was difficult for Silvia to know for certain but it seemed as if the blonde was looking directly at her.
Despite a 2 run home run in the bottom of the first innings which gave the Cubs the lead, Silvia was not enjoying the afternoon. The blonde girl was proving to be an attention seeking airhead with all the sophistication of a toilet seat; she was flirting with every man in the stand but mainly Mike who was embarrassed by the situation but seemingly unable to do anything about it. Silvia was throwing a succession of dirty looks at Kellyn who responded in a variety of childish ways ranging from sticking her tongue out to holding her nose as if a bad smell was coming from Silvia's direction. Those spectators sitting in close proximity were now finding more entertainment in Kellyn's actions than they were in the game, but in the top of the third, the two separate forms of entertainment intersected, when the St Louis lead off hitter sent a home run perfectly in the direction of Kellyn. Acting instinctively it was Mike wearing his glove who was able, ahead of half a dozen other desperate arms to catch the ball in front of Kellyn who was taking evasive action.
Having caught the ball, acting on instinct as a perfect gentleman, Mike handed the ball to Kellyn who turned to face the majority of the spectators in the stand, waving enthusiastically and showing off her trophy. Once the initial euphoria had died down, Mike turned to find a fuming Silvia,
"Oh yeah of course that was a Cardinals home run," Mike made an incorrect assumption of the cause of Silvia's bad mood.
"Yes, but why did you give that ball to that Bitch?"
"mmm I thought you wouldn't want it," Mike in truth hadn't given the matter any thought and had just acted on instinct.
"What made you think that? You caught it, you should keep it."
"Do you want me to ask for it back?" before Silvia could reply, Kellyn interrupted,
"Thanks for the ball, my name is Kellyn by the way," looking at Silvia, "Is your sister upset because she didn't get a ball?"
"You're welcome, my name is Mike and this is my girlfriend Silvia."
"Really....your girlfriend?" Kellyn feigned surprise before deliberately placing the ball in her handbag, "I'll have to keep a close eye on that, you know how jealous people are."
Silvia sank back in her seat, realizing there was nothing to be gained by proceeding with the conversation. Kellyn looked up at the newly installed big screen it was showing a replay of the home run, culminating with a shot of Mike handing the ball to her, there was a collective wolf whistle which came from all round the Stadium, once again Kellyn was on her feet waving to all and sundry.
In next to no time, Mike's phone was red hot, he was receiving text messages and phone calls from friends and family throughout Illinois who were all tuned into the game. He turned to Silvia,
"I'm just going downstairs they want me to give my Grandma a call, she's just seen me on the television and now wants to talk to me."
"Okay, whatever," Silvia was still sulking.
Mike made his way along the row, Kellyn gave him a playful pat on the bottom as he went past, she was more than a little intoxicated on a combination of miller lite and fame from having been shown on the big screen on no less than five occasions since the home run. By the middle of the fourth inning Silvia was in need of a comfort break, Mike was still not back, as Silvia stood to make her way along the row, Kellyn raised her leg, resting her foot on the seat in front.
"Excuse me please," said Silvia looking at the ground not really wanting to look at the blonde.
"Did you hear something?" Kellyn turned to Sara and Taylor.
"Please can I get past?" Silvia looked directly at Kellyn.
"I don't know can you?" Kellyn tensed the muscles in her leg anticipating Silvia's next move, Silvia grabbed Kellyn's calf and tried to move her leg but to no avail.
"It seems not," Kellyn brought her shades to rest on her forehead, she was aware that she had the full attention of everyone in the vicinity, "not having much luck today are you?"
"Just let me past Bitch," Silvia was at the end of her tether and instinctively grabbed for Kellyn's shades, she plucked them from her head and flung them six rows back, there was an audible gasp. Kellyn turned to see where her $250 shades had headed, bringing her leg down and allowing Silvia room to pass.
"That Bitch..." even six rows back, everyone was eagerly following the Silvia/Kellyn action so the shades were quickly returned to Kellyn, who quickly determined that no lasting damage had been done to the shades, "Where did she go?"
"That way," Sara pointed.
"I'm going after her," Kellyn placed her shades in her bag and handed it to Sara, "here look after this, this won't take long." As Kellyn hurried in pursuit of Silvia, a little cheer arose from the crowd,
"Go get her blondie!" shouted one guy.
Silvia reached the ladies restroom in an agitated state, 'That fuckin Bitch,' she muttered to herself as she attempted to compose herself, she walked over to the wash basins and checked out her reflection in the mirror, she took some deep breaths and thought about how much she had wanted to tear that blonde bitch's hair out. Kellyn stormed into the near deserted restroom and quickly located Silvia straightening herself out in front of the mirror.
"Oi, you bitch what's the big idea throwing my glasses like that!" Kellyn walked straight over to Silvia, who turned to face her blonde tormentor.
"I should have rammed them down your throat, and given everyone a break," Silvia noted that she was a few inches taller than Kellyn, she was already mentally preparing for a seemingly inevitable fight. A couple of girls had become interested spectators, others were scurrying out of the way.
"Well why don't you try now, you snooty bitch," Kellyn glanced around, "It's just you and me." Silvia didn't need any further invitation and launched herself at Kellyn grabbing hold of her blonde locks with both hands. Kellyn had in truth underestimated the brunette, thinking that Silvia would have needed more provoking before things got physical, she was pushed backwards into the door of a stall. Fortunately for Kellyn the stall was occupied and the door locked, her backward momentum was halted and Silvia fell against her and lost her grip of Kellyn's hair. Kellyn pushed Silvia away from her, one of the spectators shouted out,
"Yeah, let's go girls!" whilst reaching for her phone, to record the action.
Silvia again launched an attack grabbing hold of Kellyn's hair with her left hand she began swinging largely ineffective punches with her right hand, Kellyn responded in an almost identical fashion, one hand gripping Silvia's hair, the other swinging wildly. The girls swung around in dizzying fashion, failing to land serious punches betraying the fact that neither had any experience of fighting. Silvia frustrated at the lack of success of her punches sought a change in tactic, grabbing Kellyn's hair with both hands she forced her up against the wall, Kellyn screamed with pain as she fell against the metal hand dryer, she raked her nails down Silvia's neck,
"Ow you bitch!" the pain caused Silvia to take a step back. There was now a crowd of four teenagers surrounding the fight, all giving shouts of encouragement. Kellyn seized the initiative, taking a grip of Silvia's top with one hand and her hair with the other, Silvia responded with a copy cat move. The girls clawed at one another's tops, Silvia's black bra was exposed but it was Kellyn's flimsy top which gave way first, Silvia successfully loosening the knot, Kellyn's breasts spilled loose. The two girls fell to the floor, rolling around desperate to gain the advantage, the young girls watching were jumping up and down, screaming hysterically, cheering for both girls. It was Silvia who eventually gained the advantage, sitting astride Kellyn she began to slap the blonde across the face, the blonde retaliated clawing desperately at Silvia's top, but Silvia was able to avoid Kellyn's best efforts, she jerked Kellyn's head up and down.
"Do you give bitch?" she screamed.
"No," replied Kellyn defiantly, despite the desperate nature of her position. Silvia could feel that Kellyn's strength was failing, she gave her another dismissive slap across the face, then a wicked smile formed on Silvia's face, she turned her attention to Kellyn's exposed breasts, she began to claw at both nipples. Tears immediately formed in Kellyn's eyes.
"Get off me you evil bitch, I GIVE."
"That's a shame, this was just getting good," Silvia slowly got to her feet, she took hold of Kellyn's top and ripped it free from under the blonde, leaving her naked to the waist. Silvia casually slung Kellyn's top over her shoulder. She examined herself in the mirror, straightening her top, one of the young girls rushed up to her and slapped her on the back,
"You kicked her ass."
"Yes I did," Silvia deliberately stepped over the body of Kellyn, who was sobbing, and casually left the restroom.
"That was cool, and I got it all," said one of the girls as they hurried out following Silvia. Kellyn painfully made her way to the nearest stall.
A murmur went through the crowd as Silvia made her way back toward her seat, as she passed Sara and Taylor she whispered something to them, they both hurried off in the direction Silvia had come from. Mike was waiting in his seat for her,
"Everything okay?" he enquired.
"Yes just perfect," she replied, stroking his arm affectionately.
