Capítulo 342: Midseason Tryout (7)

The coaches shared another look, but they didn't try and dissuade me anymore. The familiar coach just shook his head. "If you're sure." He got up from his seat and went to set up the machine. 

I nodded, more to myself than to him. I went back to the batter's box and got in the righty's box. It's been so long since I've hit from this side. I stretched a little. This is a good opportunity to practice my right and to make sure that I could still do it. Too bad I couldn't pick 90mph for all twenty. 

"It's ready!" The coach warned as he sat back down, clipboard in lap.