Baseball
When I was still playing baseball my father would take me to the batting cages. He pitched and I would try to improve my swing. We used a five gallon bucket filled with nice leather baseballs. Your goal as a batter is to be able to hit as many line drives into the back of the cage as possible. I was just trying to do that until something different happened, when I swung and it felt like the ball wasn’t even there. All I saw was a ball of yarn hit the back of the cage and a deflated baseball falling out of red confetti. The yarn ball was the core, the deflated baseball was the cover, and the red confetti were the seams. I knocked the cover off of a baseball.
– Hunter Bogwill
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