I don't know how old I was when I did it, but when I was a child my dad ran over a baseball I had left in the yard with the lawn mower and it tore the stitching. I took the rest apart and then pretended that I had hit the cover off a ball. I even signed it in case I ever became a huge baseball star (spoiler alert: I didn't). I have seen it pop up a couple of times when looking through old boxes.
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