Chapitre 659: V2 ch131

Marc got in the righty's box, digging his back foot in. His bat moved, twirling in his hands, only pausing as the pitcher got set and started his motion. The first pitch passed for a called strike down the middle.

I gripped my bat a little tighter. That was a good pitch. Why didn't he swing? I watched on: called strike, ball in the dirt, ball outside, foul ball, and then finally a solid connection. 

Marc took off sprinting as the ball dropped in front of the left field. He rounded first like he was going to make it a double, but then came back after a glance. 

"Good decision making." I heard Coach Nate say. 

I glanced back at him and saw that he was standing right behind me. His attention was on the game, but that didn't stop him from sharing his insights with the team. 

"Wouldn't it be better if he got into scoring position on second?" Someone asked.