[clydepepper]

While I was playing in College in 1974, we traveled several hundred miles to play Florida State. While the final score was 10-1 'noles, we considered ourselves lucky it wasn't much worse. They were a Nationally Ranked Division I powerhouse and we were just a good Division III team. There were 10,000 fans attending - about 20 times what we normally draw.

Behind the outfield fence was a row of say, twenty-foot high trees stretching from the left-field corner all the way to the right-field corner. Behind that was a standard sized sidewalk and street and across the street was the FSU outdoor circus including a trapeze net...which was about ten yards away from the street, behind a fence.

Anyway, after our starting pitcher was relieved of his torment, our junk-ball relief specialist was called on to pitch to their first baseman, an Hispanic lad with no apparent neck.

The first pitch was in the dirt as was the second. Pressure dictated a strike at this point and that is what was delivered.

The ball was still going up as it sailed over the twenty-foot trees in center-field and it landed - on the fly - in the trapeze net.

I got in a lot of trouble on the bus ride home yapping on and on about how far it must have traveled.

I have probably see five hundred high school, college and pro games since and never have seen one close to that.