As I left the dugout, I noticed the pitcher change immediately. He wasn't very tall, but his speed was impressively hanging around the low 80s just for a warmup.
"He doesn't have any breaking pitches." Zeke said from behind me, also ready for his at bat. "He could possibly reach 90mph, but it depends on his condition. I want you to get hit off the first pitch, if you can."
I nodded. "As long as it's in the strike zone, I can do it."
Zeke patted my shoulder. "Good. I'm counting on you."
I was stunned. As the umpire called for me to step up to the plate, I moved mechanically since Zeke's words were still sinking in. He's counting on me? Counting on me. On me.
We peaked at No. 64 for last weeks power rankings! Yay! Thanks for all your help and support! :) *now back to one a day, because my cold is getting better and I still have to go to work lol