All my life, I have thrown baseballs a certain way, but after teaching myself how to drive golf balls using an unconventional, often unsuccessful, but occasionally Armageddon-inducing swing, which drives the ball much farther than my limited stature would normally suggest, I might have come up with a way to combine the two approaches . . . and turn my arm up to 11.
In which case I might have to think about trying to walk on to a minor-league team, after ten years of skateboarding.
"My arm's fresh, Coach!"
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