I had a frosh game bout 4 years ago, kid behind the dish was, well....lazy. Fastball from kid called "chewy", no glove....nuttin. Ball bury's in my cup, straight freaking shot....I was hot. I popped off, "CATCH THE FUC**** Ball!!!!!!!" Then after I caught my breath, told F2 that there is a reason for that strap attatched to his back, next time I am using him a a balloon protector. Just for the record, "chewy" was as big as me as a 9 year old, kid is now 6-7 and well over 300, football is his sport.....never could figure out a breaking ball
