I wasn't a great baseball player when I was sixteen. But I was on a fairly good team in Minnesota. We were in the state finals, and I was on third base. I was intrigued by the opposing team's third base coach. He had a not-too-elaborate system of signs for the batter. I noticed certain concurrences between his hat tips and his ear pulls and the subsequent behavior of the batters. So, I decided to act on the information. I saw the bunt signal and announced to our in-fielders: "Bunt!" The other team was shocked. They regrouped, recoded, and eventually went on to beat us. But the moral of the story is that we didn't make it easy.