For the past 90 years there has been a troop of men armed with gloves and determination. Patiently listening for that one sound that calls them into action: the crack of the bat. They call themselves, ballhawks. These men congregate on Waveland Avenue, sipping on Gatorade, and pining for the coveted homerun ball. Spectators line the street in lawn chairs enjoying the show. It was fun. They weren't in the way. They weren't a nuisance. They were just baseball fans. But things have changed. Today, "fans" go to obnoxious lengths to cheat the system of ballhawking. They love baseballs in lieu of the game. In this episode I chat about the history of the baseball and compare the two eras of the ballhawk. Am I being ridiculous or am I spot on? Let's talk about it!