The spectator thrived on the sights and sounds of this magical place. On the edge of his seat, he waited for contact to be made. Then, it happened! Like a rocket, the ball scorched the wind, traveling past the mound and above the outstretched gloves of the outfielders. It soared over the fence and beyond the scoreboard. At that moment, the conversations melted into a single roar. Time stood still, as the baseball was catapulted into another world.