Some things aren’t worth what they cost in the long run. A humorous metaphor for that is an unlucky baseball fan in San Francisco. He tried to catch a couple foul balls at a baseball game, and it cost him a small fortune.
It all started at the top of the second inning when a foul ball was hit his way. He’d just sat down with $25 worth of food after waiting in line for thirty minutes. The foul ball landed in the stands near him and ricocheted around the seats. He went after it and in the process spilled his hot dog, his fries, and his drink all over the place.
The guy’s troubles didn’t end there. One inning later, he returned to his seat with a slice of pizza he’d bought to replace his hot dog and fries when, believe it or not, another foul ball was hit right to him. This time, he reached for the ball, lost his balance entirely, and fell into the seats in front of him. His pizza ended up in some woman’s lap. Oh, and he didn’t catch the ball.
Add up all that food, the cost of tickets, parking, and gas to the stadium, and those foul balls cost a fortune.
Which brings me back to my opening point. Some things in life aren’t worth what they cost you in the long run. Extramarital affairs. Pornography. Drugs and alcohol abuse. The list could go on. They offer a brief thrill or short-term distraction, but add up their true cost, and they’re like a foul ball you ought to let fly right on by.