faith night, the sadly non-important part

i was sitting next to a man who was there with what appeared to be a jr high baseball team. there was a row of them sitting behind us with one adult, and then the man next to me and a younger boy, probably a younger brother who got to tag along, and one other boy, who was able to move back with the rest of the team when they saw there was an open seat. when they all came to sit down, i thought, ooh, maybe the man will sit next to me. he really should. 35-40ish, no ring, light brown hair, stubbly beard, nice eye wrinkles, and he smelled good (like soap, not like strong cologne or something). i'd guess two of the boys were his, but i don't mind. they were all very well-behaved, and they went to faith night after the game.
but i'm so bad at the whole 'hi, what a nice group of kids you have here. is it a baseball team?'-type talking to attractive men, that i remain single.
he did have a sweatshirt that said the name of the town that my parents are vacationing at this week, so i told them if they go to church to keep an eye out for him. my dad said he would be sure to sniff all the young men to see if they fit my description.

forever alone

remember this guy?
http://i-am-a-hobbit.blogspot.com/search?q=nice-seeming
and this guy?
http://i-am-a-hobbit.blogspot.com/search?q=35-40ish
well, i did it again. today i didn't chat up the ringless, just-the-right-amount-of-nerdy guy in the religion section of the half-price books clearance sale. not even after i had thought while trying to find the section, 'this would be a dream way of meeting a guy. i mean, books, cheap books, cheap religious books; anyone here would be like perfect for me.'
i suck at this.