And when it came off the bat I thought it was a souvenir. About 2/3rds of the way the wind grabbed it and the ball just hung up and fell right into hunters glove. My dad had just said, this dude capable of hitting one out right here and I responded, not with this wind. The ball was smoked but the wind coming in from right is brutal. Don't know that I've ever had that wide or a range of emotions on that short of time. Went from 1 strike away from a w to, oh **** a 3 run dong, to winning on a catch at the fence.[/QUOT
Immaculate Rejection-Part II