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Then I'd better not tell them that when I was a kid my best pitch was a weird kind of palm ball I used to throw, semi-submarine style, where the ball would tip off my fingertips as I released it - I'd hold it with my fingers off the ball from the middle knuckles up and otherwise throw it like a fastball...the tip off the fingertips would make it come in with no speed even though it looked like the hard one, and it dropped when it reached the plate unless I turned my hand, in which case it rose just so. When I threw it right, that is. When I threw it wrong, it rose, all right - over the fence off the end of a bat.