A few weeks back, we went to a Pawtucket Red Sox game with a whole bunch of friends. We were sitting up in the stands halfway between home plate and first base. At one point, I was sipping my beer when a foul ball zoomed towards us. It flew by me and almost whacked the son of one our friends. Emma corralled the ball and gave it to him as a souvenir. For a moment, I got to hold the ball:
Thanks to Ken Porter for taking this picture and sharing it with me.