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No baseball pitcher would be worth a darn without a catcher who could handle the hot fastball.
A catcher must want to catch. He must make up his mind that it isn't the terrible job it is painted, and that he isn't going to say every day, 'Why, oh why with so many other positions in baseball did I take up this one.'
No one intuitively understands quantum mechanics because all of our experience involves a world of classical phenomena where, for example, a baseball thrown from pitcher to catcher seems to take just one path, the one described by Newton's laws of motion. Yet at a microscopic level, the universe behaves quite differently.
It's nice to have a catcher who knows my mechanics, too. That way if I get into trouble he can stop it before I get out of control.
A catcher and his body are like the outlaw and his horse. He's got to ride that nag till it drops.