low line

“On the low line of these works, dimly seen in the thicket, rested the muzzles spouting flame; from the depths rose cheers; charges were made and repulsed, the lines scarcely seeing each other; men fell and writhed, and died unseen ” their bodies lost in the bushes, their death-groans drowned in the steady, continuous, never-ceasing crash.””

A Life of Gen Robert E Lee

“But the pitch lacked the velocity Guidry needed to blow it by Rice, who swung and connected late, but by sheer strength seemed topush a low line drive into center field.”

Simon & Schuster: The Greatest Game