My bunt story: Back in 1980, I was a JR in HS. In the second inning of a game, I hit a deep solo shot over center field fence, my first of the year. Then at the start of my next plate appearance, I look over and my coach is giving me the bunt sign. I stepped out of the box and gave him a look that said, "You've got to be kidding me!" He called time and waved me over to him and said, "Look how far back third base is playing you now. If you put a bunt down, it will look like a line drive in the paper tomorrow." I still have the clipping from sports section of the Erie Times News in an old scrap album. It describes the HR and states I had two hits in the game, but there's no mention of the word "bunt".