The back-up pitcher from Ohio State was home over the summer a couple of years ago and had agreed to show my 12 year old daughter how to throw some pitches. Everything was going fine until she asked if I could catch a couple as she wanted a target to throw to.
Now, as an un-coordinated man in his 50's I should have said "No way".... after all, my daughter could maybe hit 45 mph, which I could handle MOST of the time; but this girl was throwing in the 60's!
Foolishly, I acted macho and said "sure - no problem". I had no protective gear with me. Her first pitch was a drop that got me right in the shin. I did not cry (but wanted very badly to).
You know I waited for a week before I finally went to the hospital. I kept telling myself that this massive bruise would surely quit hurting "the next day". I finally figured that something must be broken in there! At the hospital they said it was just a very deep bruise and to give it a month. My wife said i got what I deserved ... that's what I get for playing around with girls.