I remember that somebody hit a home run earlier in the game and after he came up next he took strike one. I told my wife and our friends that he was going down on the next pitch. And he did. They looked at me like I was some kind of genius, but it was just what these guys would do. I couldn't believe that they could watch that much baseball and not know that was coming. Maybe it was because only I played the game. The other male in the group was a basketball player and played for the Evansville Purple Hearts after the plane crash and not a baseball player.