Mahki followed up with another single, allowing Noah to score and for me to advanced to second. Unlike Noah, I wasn't daring enough to take a big lead off first base, and I wasn't confident enough to leg it out to third. I'm not a gambler...but if I was, I definitely wouldn't bet on myself. The one serious sliding practice I had just isn't enough. Base running in general is still a little foreign.
Zeke came up big with a double to the outfield fence, giving me enough time to round third and make it home safely to make the score 2-0. Good start. As the claps and cheers came for Zeke, a few of the guys patted my helmet and shoulder as I walked into the dugout.
I took off my helmet and set it down next to my bat. I slapped on my baseball cap and rested my glove in my lap, still trying to catch my breath.
Noah smiled. "Good run! With you scoring a run, that counts as two versus the girls. So as long as we win with ten runs scored too then we beat them in that category."
