Okay, so I’ve been messing around with this “ice baseball” idea, and let me tell you, it’s been a wild ride. It all started with a simple thought: “What if baseball, but…colder?” Yeah, profound, I know.
The Brainstorm
First thing I did was, obviously, get some ice. I didn’t have any fancy ice molds, so I just used a bunch of those plastic containers you get takeout in. Filled ’em up with water, stuck ’em in the freezer, and waited. The waiting was the hardest part, like watching paint dry, but with more potential for frostbite.
The Construction
Once the ice was solid, it was time to get crafty. I tried to shape the ice into something resembling a baseball, which, let me tell you, is harder than it sounds. Ice is slippery, folks. Real slippery. I used a hammer to broke the ice, and then with my gloves on. Finally, I can hold some big ice in my hand.
The “Field”
My “field” was just my backyard. No fancy stadium here, just some grass and a whole lot of hope. I marked out some bases using, uh, random objects. A garden gnome was first base, a rusty old bucket was second, and a slightly-less-rusty watering can was third. High-tech stuff, I tell ya.
Game Time!
Now for the actual playing. Throwing an ice baseball? Not easy. It kept slipping out of my hand, and half the time it just shattered on impact. I try my best to throw the ice to my friend, and wish him can catch it!
Hitting the ice baseball was even more of a challenge. I used a regular baseball bat, and let me just say, ice and wood don’t always play nice. The ice exploded a few times, sending shards everywhere. Safety first, kids! (Don’t actually do this without, like, a helmet and maybe a suit of armor.)
- Wear gloves to avoid hand being hurt.
- Beware of ice shards that may hurt your eyes.
The Result
Did I successfully invent a new sport? Probably not. Was it a hilarious, messy, and slightly dangerous way to spend an afternoon? Absolutely. Would I do it again? Maybe, with some modifications. Like, maybe smaller ice balls. And definitely more protective gear. And possibly a therapist on standby.
All the ice was broken, it is fun. But all my body is wet, I need to change my cloth.
But hey, that’s the beauty of experimenting, right? You try stuff, it fails spectacularly, you laugh it off, and then you maybe try again. Or you just order a pizza and call it a day. Both are valid options.
