How times change. Baseballs were like gold growing up. DD and I are relegated to practicing in the (way too small to be practicing in) front yard. Yesterday we pitched a little. We use the nice balls for that. She hopped one in and I couldn't handle it. Out into the street and down the storm drain to the sewer. We unbox another ball. It lasted about 15 pitches before another one went down the sewer. $18.00 down the drain in about 10 minutes.I have found some very nice softballs/baseballs laying around fields..it just amazes me that people leave them. I know exactly how many softballs (67), baseballs (41) and wiffles (38) we have and whenever we hit I make sure we have all of them accounted for...Yes I am strange but like you baseballs were like gold growing up, as was your glove and bat.
"Hey, lets set up the bownet and hit instead."
I'm ordering more balls destined for the sewer today.