The rest were wearing pin-striped jerseys with nicknames printed on the back: Stinger, Night Hawk, Tex-Lif. “The job of a neurosurgery resident is probably one of the most challenging jobs across all professions, and for seven years it’s just grind, grind, grind,” Komotar went on. “This gives the residents a forty-eight-hour window to get away from that and see what life is really about.” The hits were often long, despite ample backspin from the pitchers, many wearing brain buckets. Brain surgeons: go figure.