"You'll succeed!" Noah assured me. "Remember the championship game?"
I thought about it. I've been feeling good with my strength, speed, and endurance. It's not like there are any outfielders playing against me either. Just me, the pitcher, and a catcher. Almost like batting practice. "Okay." I said, more sure of myself. "I think I can do it too."
"That's the spirit!" Noah slapped my shoulder.
"You really think you can hit a homerun just because you're good in the cages?" Someone asked. The guy was near the back of the line, having come back from his first at-bat. "This is nowhere near the same."
"Mind your own business." Noah huffed as I shied away. "Him saying he'll hit a homerun has no bearing on your score."
The guy turned away to talk to the person behind him.
"Don't mind him." Noah told me. "He's just jealous."
