And in other amazing feats in sports, the Houston Press just did a
piece about Dock Ellis's 1970 no-hitter, thrown while he was tripping on acid. The no-hitter reminded me of what I imagine a sebby court appearance might be like. It wasn't pretty (there were several walks), several tense moments, and the protagonist was hallucinating profusely. However, he kept himself cool, ignored petty rules and superstitions, got the desired result, and then headed to the bar to even out all the amphetamines taken to help focus.
