Daniel didn't do any better than what Garret had done at the plate. He struck out swinging on five pitches so at least he extended the guy's pitch count.
Zeke came up with me on, and only one out. Mr. Miller signed for him to swing as he pleased and for me to take off on contact.
"Be wary if it's in the air." Coach Luis said in a low tone as I started to take a lead off first. I nodded.
Zeke worked the count, but not nearly as much as I did. He didn't have to. The pitcher was already tired and started to look like he was slacking off. On a 2-2 count, Zeke smashed one to left field.
I saw saw it go over the left fielder's head and took off as fast as I could. I rounded second and looked to see that the ball had bounced off the outfield wall and the left fielder was already throwing it in. I hugged and tried my best to run a little harder.
