Athletic Director Barber cleared his throat as he studied each and everyone of us. "Good afternoon boys. I thought I should stop by to share some exciting news. First off, let's congratulate Zeke and Kyle Atkins for their positions in the National rankings." He started clapping and we followed suit.
Kyle jumped up. "Yes, everyone heard that correctly. Yours truly is now a nationally ranked player."
Coach shook his head with annoyance. Director Barber just stared at Kyle, surprised at his outburst.
Dave threw his glove, hitting Kyle on the back of the head. "Sit down. No one asked for you to cut in. Besides, it's not even an official top 100 rank. You can drop out by next week."
Kyle smirked at his twin. "Unlikely. I have a perfect game. How many other high school pitchers can say that? In the whole country?" He scoffed. "If I get taken off the list, we'll all know it's rigged."
Dave rolled his eyes. "Or maybe they'll find out you went up against a crappy team."
