“I was playing catch when the ball hit me in the forehead. I barely noticed the impact, but quickly felt a feeling of soft warmth over my face. I looked at my hand, it was covered in a thick bright red liquid. My throwing partner stood still, wide-eyed, mouth agape. I looked at the ball; where there should have been a suction cup, instead was a small plastic protrusion. ‘Aha! That’s what happened!’ I said to myself and laughed. The counselor came rushing over.”