When I was still playing baseball, I was in center field and there was a fair crowd (for our games... Means maybe 50 people). Anyway, some guy hit one to deep centerfield, and I got on my horse and started running and I snagged the ball at the wall. Problem was, the wall at this park was only waist high and it was just a regular chain-link fence. Well, to make a long story short, I didn't see the wall and ran full speed into it, flipped over it and had one of the chains snag my pants... Ripping them off as I fell over. So I wound up, on my back, with my legs straight up and my pants around my ankles.
At least I hung on to the ball.