The batter behind me came out swinging, making contact, hitting the ball to the third baseman. He threw him out at first for the third and final out of the inning. I jogged back to the dugout and received some smiles and congratulations on my RBI single.
I thought Coach Leroy would be happy with what I was abled to do, but on my way out to take the field, he made eye contact with me. "Let's talk when you get back."
I gulped. My movements became sluggish as I head to my position. Talk? Talk about what? Did I do something wrong?
With a pitching change, our warmup was slightly longer than usual, giving me extra time to overthink.
