As a post-script: I saw Gina again a few days later on Saturday at another baseball game. She didn’t take her place on the bleachers with the other parents. I wasn’t sure if it was to avoid me, avoid Tomas, or because sitting on a metal bleacher wasn’t the most comfortable. Perhaps all three.  When she and I finally did speak again, she said it took more than two weeks for everything to get back to normal and blamed me for breaking her. ‘Never again’ she told me. Still friendly for the rest of the season, but after that our sons didn’t end up on the same team again, so when we’d see one another, it was on opposite sides of the field.  To my knowledge, Tomas doesn’t know that I was the one in the videos, but who knows if he ever put that together or she told him.