Right now I’m in the suburbs and I’m watching my owners play baseball in the backyard. They’re both 13 years old so they don’t really use me anymore. They’re always trying to play baseball with random objects instead of an actual baseball. Wait a minute why is John coming towards me, maybe he finally wants to play with me again! Oh no he’s grabbing me aggressively, he’s taking me to the backyard. He winds his hand with me in it making me very dizzy, and then he throws me as hard as he possibly can, as fast as I’ve ever seen him throw. Then the batter hits me so hard I launch like a rocket towards the city and then I fall and hit the pavement of New York City so hard that I bounce dozens of times.