Chapitre 900: V3 ch135

"Robbie will take first." Coach started to give out instructions to the others on their positions. "Jesse, you have experience at third. Logan, play short. Dalton, you stay at second." He sent them out and away before turning to us. "Noah, I don't need to help you with baserunning, correct?"

Noah gave a short nod. "Don't worry, Coach. I'm a pro." He gave a crooked grin. "Plus, I don't think it'll matter much in the beginning." He jogged to first base. 

Coach looked at me. "Don't hit any homeruns. It'll be a nuisance to get the baseballs back."

My lips twitched. "Do you want them to land in the same area?"

Coach shook his head but was smiling. "You do what you want."

Didn't sound like a 'no' to me. 

He moved behind Oscar and signaled for Marshel to wrap it up. He threw one more pitch and got the ball back from Oscar again. Coach waved for me to step up. "Don't be fouling any of the balls back. I don't have any protective gear on."