บท 413: Game: VS Servite (2)

"Honestly thought you were going to trip." Kyle told me as I passed by him. 

"Did I look that unsteady?" I stopped to ask. 

Kyle laughed. "Whenever the ball goes to you, you look unsteady."

I felt my face warm up and quickly left him for my bag. 

"Don't listen to Kyle. He's just as nervous as you, if not more." Noah told me as I took off my hat. 

I put on my helmet and grabbed my bat. "What if I really do trip next time? It's like he's jinxing me!"

Noah laughed. "Now you're a believer?" He waved me away. "If you fall, just roll with it and laugh it off. The only thing that matters is the score in the end." His eyes narrowed. "But if you drop the ball, we're going to have some problems."

My shoulders stiffened. 

"Jake! Get out there!" Dave called for me. He was in the dugout since he wouldn't be able to pitch today. 

"I'm just messing with ya." Noah laughed at my face. "Go. I've got some time before my at-bat."