"We're making contact, boys!" Garret clapped his hands. "Keep your heads up." He picked his glove up and was the first to head out. We followed, not that far behind.
There was a slight delay since Mitchell was the last out. He needed extra time to get his gear back on. Dave did his practice pitches with Dalton who simply wore a mask. It worked until Mitchell was ready. Then he took over to catch a few before the top of the sixth started.
Dave was starting his third time around their lineup. The first guy slapped a hard hit line drive over my head on a 2-1 count. I whipped my head back to watch Garret come sprinting in and laying out to make the catch. Brian came jogging over to check on him as he was slow to get up. Garret handed the ball to Brian and it was him who threw the ball back in to me. I caught it and transitioned to throw to Dave on the mound.
Two, but kind of fell short. Will finish the game in the next chapter. So it might just be one tomorrow. Idk. I just wing it. At all times. Lol. My whole life.