Don't remember the game or the year, just remember Eddy Furniss was at bat.
My bud, that I share a pair of season tickets, and I had gotten there for a mid-week game and were sitting on the second row of the bleachers just past the dugout with our feet on the front row. Eddy fouled a ball down the right side. That ball one hopped over the fence and was screaming right at us. We break our chair backs by pushing back to get out of the way of that ball. Good thing.
A young man, looked like a student tried to bare hand the ball. He didn't catch it, but disappeared holding his hand.
My buddy and I looked at each other and decided we made the correct decision of getting out of the way.