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Numbskullery unbound

I don't know what the average cost of a major-league baseball is. Five bucks, maybe.

I say this to provide context to what happened at the MLB Home Run Derby in Phoenix last night, when this dope nearly killed himself trying to catch one mere days after the tragic death of Shannon Stone, who fell 20 feet out of the stands onto concrete reaching for a ball at a Rangers game.

Apparently the object lesson didn't take with a foof named Keith Carmickle, who, having already caught three balls, actually climbed onto a small table to reach for a fourth, and tumbled over a railing toward a pool deck 20 feet below. His brother and a couple of friends saved him by grabbing onto his legs and pulling him back over the railing.

Then, apparently oblivious to what had almost just happened, they celebrated with a round of high fives.

Words fail.

Ben Smith's blog.

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