Garret looked beyond him and at me. "Ignore him and his so-called playmaking. Do what you can. If it doesn't work out, it's Dave's fault anyways for letting the batter touch the ball."
"I'm still in the dugout, you jerks." Dave pointed at Garret with his bat as he passed by. "I knew you were going to be an annoying captain." Dave was third up to bat this inning behind Jason and Mitchell.
"Aren't all captains annoying?" Garret laughed. "If you want, I can do my best Zeke impression." He turned serious. "Five laps if you strike out."
Dave shivered. "Gross." He headed for the dugout entrance. "That must be some bad juju. I almost believed you."
As the leadoff for this inning, Jason worked a 2-2 count before hitting a ball late, sending a slow roller to the second baseman. The second baseman charged the ball and flipped it to the first baseman very smoothly. I don't think I could even do that much. At least, not without falling on my face.
