Bab 330: Game: @ Quincy High School (8)

All of us were back in the dugout which was filled with excitement as Sean was stepping up to bat. 

"That was just way too cool!" Noah joined me at our bags after going to congratulate Mahki. "I want to be able to do that some day!"

I tilted my head. "Hit a home run or to be able to turn it into a grand slam?" I pulled out my glove and pushed my helmet away. 

"Both! Of course, it'll take some time and training." He sat down beside me. "It's not like Zeke was cranking out home runs all the time his freshmen year. Well...he could do it occasionally. But he was taller than I am at this age." He pouted. "Maybe a little more muscular too. I've gotta start lifting weights."

That'll be a no from me. I shook my head. I would never want to lift weights again. The first and only time was traumatic to the max. Plus... "Power isn't the most important."

Noah looked me in the eye. "Oh? Insight from the young batting prodigy himself? Please advise me!"