Awesome Things Money Can Make You Miss

Last night was perfect for baseball. Clear skies. Temps in the low 60's. Not much wind. Pirates starting to get on a roll (4 out of last 5 and 3 in a row!). A relaxing evening with Denise at PNC Park. Aaaaah!
It was also a perfect opportunity to be reminded what can happen when people get distracted by 'easy' money.
In the bottom of the 4th, Pirates leading 2-0, Charlie Morton having one of his most effective (if not particularly efficient) outings of a season he's started 0-6, some fans in left field were apparently sliding into boredom.
A few halfhearted attempts to start the wave. Kids in and out of their seats to get crabfries and then leaving them on the ground uneaten. The steady drone of conversation. It's something that makes attending a baseball game so much better than watching from the comfort of your couch. You start to smell the onions and peppers on the grill, take note of the breeze. Admire the mowing pattern in the outfield grass. Some of the clowns heckle the visiting left fielder - tonight; and not particularly creatively 'McLouth, you suck!' I mean, he does, but surely a town with as many cultural opportunities can do better than that.
Ike Davis singled to right.
Russell Martin struck out looking.
Pedro Alvarez came to the plate.
Alvarez has been struggling lately (coming in he was hitting only .212 with no home runs and only 3 RBI in his previous 15 games) leading manager Clint Hurdle to drop him from the clean up spot to 6th.  He struck out looking his first time up.
From the standing room area towering between the grandstand and left field bleachers some guy who perhaps had consumed 1 or 2 beers decided it would be fun to rid himself of several dollar bills - at least I'm assuming they were ones. No one was going crazy trying to grab them. But, most of us turned to see what was up.
The would be showman released bills a few at a time at first, grabbing his target audience's attention. Then, elbowing his pal in the ribs, and laughing like a delirious two year old in a Chuck E. Cheese ball pit, tossed a few more one at a time.
They fluttered their way into sections 133 and 134 to the delight of a few lucky fans. Eager hands pounced into the air.
As we watched, bemused, the rest of the 31,592 folks basking in this splendid night rose and cheered.
Loudly.
We turned, most of us any way, just in time to see Jordan Zimmerman's 1-0 pitch, an 86 mph changeup, bounce off the wall between the R and the A hedges, 424 feet from home plate in center field.
Alvarez trotted blissfully around the bases before being greeted by his teammates' "Yes! Yes! Yes!" chants in the dugout. The chant echoed around the park.
In case you missed it, and lots of us did, here's the home run.

The four runs turned out to be just enough and a good time was had by all.
But, I'm afraid an important lesson could be missed here.
How often do we miss worthwhile experiences, people, interactions, etc. because our focus is so easily given to less worthwhile things?
I want to learn to always be where I am.