บท 1118: V3 ch352 CIF Semifinal: Gridley HS (6)

Noah led off with a walk. Not by choice. He looked ready to swing at anything close, but the pitcher was way off. Which led to another pitcher change. The new guy wasn't much different besides having better control. Dalton struck out looking at a close call. He sighed and hung his head on his way back to the dugout. Coach pulled him aside once he got back.

Korrey was up next, his first at bat of the game. And he made it count. He blasted a fastball to left field and the ball easily cleared the fence for a homer. Two more runs were tacked on to make it 10-2. This game wasn't close at all. It didn't feel like last year's playoffs where every game was a close one. Which was weird since we had Zeke last year.

"Another stat padded." I told Noah as he sat back down.

"Huh?"

"You wanted to pad your stats and you did a little." I pointed out. "Your on-base percentage went up and you scored another run."