Nothing but Net
The Case Against Baseball’s Extended Screen
By David A. F. Sweet
Back in the days before U.S. Cellular Park became Guaranteed Rate Field, my two sons, a friend of theirs and I watched the Chicago White Sox take on a forgotten opponent. Our seats were perhaps five rows from the home team’s on-deck circle — but as no one was sitting in the front row, given the White Sox’ hapless nature, we moved there.
During one at-bat, I was chatting with one of my sons, only to turn and see a foul ball whiz perhaps a foot over our heads and between us. We watched every pitch intently…