the hardest ball I ever had hit to me on 3rd base (in college baseball) was in a game where our pitcher had a couple drinks prior to help him relax. idiot. I literally gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, turned my head and pulled up.... and caught the ball. I was surprised it was in my glove. I was like, holy fuck! Then tossed it to first for the out. I was actually a bit embarrassed b/c there's no way I should have made the out.

drinking and sports don't mix.... unless it's bedroom olympics!