Here's what a foul ball looks like in my viewfinder when it's headed my way -- the image isn't cropped so you see exactly what I saw. If there wasn't an armpit-high protective fence for togs at this ballpark, and not all photo wells have them, I'd have another ugly blue-black bruise today. The ball hit the fence directly in front of me about belly button high.
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