I played two years of college baseball. One day there was a big red-tailed hawk eating a dead rabbit next to the field. Our first baseman ran at the hawk, which flew away to a nearby. Then he picked up the rabbit and whipped it at the hawk as hard as he could. His aim was really good. He would have hit the hawk if it hadn't dodged out of the way. True story.
I played two years of college baseball. One day there was a big red-tailed hawk eating a dead rabbit next to the field. Our first baseman ran at the hawk, which flew away to a nearby. Then he picked up the rabbit and whipped it at the hawk as hard as he could. His aim was really good. He would have hit the hawk if it hadn't dodged out of the way. True story.