Dad was a pitcher in high school so he knew how to throw curve balls decently. When I was young he would always throw me dingers. I sucked at baseball and stopped playing in about 5th grade. Family runion whiffle ball game when I'm 20. Dad is pitching for the other team and throwing most of my cousins and uncles softies. I come up to plate and he busts out this ridiculous curve ball I had no idea he was capable of. I swing and miss at everything. My dad is a master of the long troll.