Until you’ve actually thrown a knuckleball, the way it’s supposed to be thrown, it’s hard to have an appreciation of just how amazingly weird it looks in flight.
I was a pitcher in my younger days, and have perhaps thrown a dozen or fewer “perfect” knuckleballs (out of hundreds of attempts), but I’ll never forget what it looks like. Your jaw drops because it’s hard to believe what your eyes have just seen. I never had to try to hit a good knuckleball pitcher.
[I was a pitcher in my younger days, and have perhaps thrown a dozen or fewer “perfect” knuckleballs (out of hundreds of attempts), but I’ll never forget what it looks like. Your jaw drops because it’s hard to believe what your eyes have just seen. I never had to try to hit a good knuckleball pitcher.]
I used to help train my younger brother in high school,he was really pretty good. A good knuckleball is a sight to behold, a bad one sails over the fence.
You mean until you’ve actually CAUGHT a knuckleball...