Once upon a time, I wasn’t a huge advocate of extending netting or incorporating additional safety precautions around ballparks. Not that we often had great seats or were really close to the action when I was growing up, but my dad taught us to pay attention when we were at ballgames. We were always excited about the possibility of catching foul balls and would even move around as the crowd thinned out in order to get ourselves into a better spot.
My brother, sister, and I all played baseball growing up and were around the game enough to be acutely aware of the fact that baseballs coming out of a professional pitcher’s hand or off a hitter’s bat were lethal weapons.