When I was 10, I took a line drive off the heel of my glove that ricocheted into my mouth. Bled like crazy. And killed one of my two front teeth. I had to have a root canal and have had a crown on it ever since.

Over the weekend, my son Drew followed in his father's footsteps by tripping and falling flat on his face while attending Sunday's Yakima Valley Pippins baseball game.

His nose is bloodied and his right front tooth is loosened.

Here we come Dr. Hemenway, D.D.S.!