My brother-in-law who died at age 92 last year grew up in Shenandoah Pennsylvania and was a high school baseball pitcher to whom the Pittsburgh Pirates offered a contract right out of high school and I’m assuming he would’ve started in a class D league had he accepted.
He declined the offer because he was smart, good at math and science, and he instead joined the US Air Force during the Korean War becoming an electronics engineer. He did this to get the G.I. bill so he could go to college and ended up working for IBM and writing code and stuff all the rest of his working life.
He was an astute baseball fan, and when I went to games with him, his focus was so intense you were eveloped in his bubble of enthusiasm and perspicacity.