My dad was way into Baseball. He used to manage American Legion travel teams for years. But if you think Baseball can't be very dangerous, think again.
One game, my brother who was on my dad's teams was asked to throw batting practice to the team's slugger. Led the league in HR's, all that. On the very first pitch, the guy hit a line drive so hard back at my brother, he didn't even see it. The ball hit my brother square in the nose. Broke my brother's nose in a perfect triangular pattern. One inch lower, my brother would have lost all his teeth. One inch higher, my brother would have been killed instantly. Fortunately, my brother when he got to the hospital, his case was reviewed by a world renown plastic surgeon. Once my brother was stabilized, this plastic surgeon did the surgery to repair my brother's face. You can't tell this happened to him by looking at him today.