Unfortunately, Garret was left pouting at the sophomore the pitching coach brought back.
The pitching coach shrugged. "Hey, at least he has some experience." He slapped Garret on the shoulder. "Settle on the signs yourselves. After the initial warmup, you two can come to the bullpen." He left the sophomore with us and headed for Mr. Miller. "Hey Miller, we have to send someone over there to even out the numbers."
Noah scoffed as the coaches talked it over. "It's not like they need it. Better send them a freshman." He looked at the sophomore and nodded coldly. "Ethan."
Ethan nodded back at Noah, looking a little awkward. "Hey, Noah." He looked up at Garret. "Do you want to go with the basic signs? I don't think they would do some sign-stealing or anything like that."
Noah snorted. "I wouldn't put it past them."
