Bottom of the sixth. Coach stood with Garret for an extra second before sending him out. Garret had the same vacant look upon his face, but at least he would get to start with the bottom of their lineup. Maybe we could get another inning out of him and best case scenario, he finishes out the game.
Garret got off to a good start, getting batter seven to hit a routine grounder to me for the first out.
Batter eight proved to be more difficult to deal with. It was a left-handed batter that already got a single off Garret in the fourth inning. Garret's struggles with lefty's continued to show as clear as day. The lefty took advantage of his struggles, hitting a double down the left field line. He safely reached second.
A sense of dread washed over me.
"Next one, next one!" Noah yelled.
I fixed my posture. Yea, there wasn't much that could be done about the past. Noah was facing forward, so should I.
