Unsuspecting White Sox fan has her beer exploded by an incoming foul ball

Sure, you may think that -- based on the observable laws of the universe -- baseballs are mere inanimate objects, flying through the air without favor, with no control over their movement. But, let the plight of one unlucky White Sox fan serve as a nation's public service announcement: Gone are the days when man could harness the power of the baseball using our beers. 

The foul ball menace is taking its revenge, and it has an amazing sense for slapstick humor:

Let us all take heed, lest we end up having to take three consecutive showers to get the stickiness out of our hair. The baseballs are coming, and not even our alcohol is safe.