I just remembered the first time I tried to take a baseball photo. It was 1980, and I was at a high-school practice in Oconee County, S.C.
I was sitting on a bench and adjusting the long lens on my camera. I heard the crack of a bat, and I saw the ball get bigger and bigger through the lens. I ducked to the right, felt the spin of the ball move my hair and heard the ball hit a young player in the ribs.
That could have been my camera and my head.
It took me a while (maybe a couple of years) to get good at baseball photos. Still, I learned from this beginning; always stay alert.
And duck, dummy.
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