Your Audience Doesn’t Want You to Be An Expert — They Want You To Be A Guinea Pig
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The only chance we have to win the game is hitting a home run. The other team is bigger and stronger. It’s little-league baseball, and I’m watching in the dugout.
The pitcher is a kid named Benny. He throws the ball so hard that you can see tears of pain in his eyes from home plate. We’re all afraid of the legendary Benny.
My friend goes up to bat. He’s a terrible batter and the most scared of Benny. On the first pitch, he closes his eyes and swings wildly. Strike.
On the second pitch, he steadies himself. He swings with open eyes. Strike. The crowd hushes. On the third pitch, he bears his teeth at Benny. He swings and tips the ball. Foul ball.
The next pitch is the same. Again and again. Seriously, this skinny little kid hits 5 foul balls in a row. There is no more fear. His small limbs are steady. Benny is literally weeping from the effort. He throws the ball, my friend swings, and the ball flies.
He rounds the bases before anyone can tag him. We win!
