Joey was right-handed, tall, and threw like he was hurling the ball as hard as he can. His style made me tired just looking at him. Doesn't he feel exhausted putting so much effort into one pitch?
The first pitch went high, almost eye-level with Noah, for ball one. The second pitch was a little bit closer, but still another ball. I could tell that Noah wanted to swing, but he was holding back. Joey currently had no control. Joey's third pitch got closer to the strike zone again, but Noah held up and let it pass for ball three. The fourth pitch was a borderline call...a call that went Noah's way for ball four. He earned a walk. Noah turned and tossed his bat back towards the dugout and jogged to first.
Garret left the on deck circle and went to the lefty's box.
I moved from the dugout entrance to the circle. I took a few light swings, still mostly focused on Joey.
