Tanner and Korrey were there with him in seconds. Garret stayed on the grass for a beat too long. I looked to Noah to see what he was going to do.
Noah was already walking to the mound, where Dave just came off of.
I hurried to join them.
"Chances that he's hurt?" Dave was mumbling in his glove.
"100% that hurt." Noah shrugged. "Chances that he's actually injured? I wouldn't know. It didn't look too bad. He probably just needs a minute."
And a minute he took. Garret only got to his knees by the time Coach went jogging out there with the trainer that was just with Sean earlier. Korrey and Tanner gave them some space. Mitchell, Jason, and Jesse joined us on the infield grass.
"We're going to be fucked if Garret can't pitch tomorrow." Jason covered his mouth when he spoke.
