We went back to the dugout in good spirits.
"I think I heard you chanting for the ball to come your way." Jason laughed at Noah as we walked down the aisle.
"I wouldn't put it past him." Sean snorted. "Bases could be loaded and he would still want the ball to be put into play. To himself of course."
Noah laughed. "I'd be able to handle it."
"Kyle." Coach's voice cut through the dugout.
Kyle had just put his helmet on. He squinted at Coach. "You're not thinking of putting a pinch hitter in for me, are you?" He was third up this inning.
Coach didn't say anything yet before Kyle started to plead his case. "I've only given up three hits. No walks. I'm not done yet. Let me finish this out!"
"What if we get a runner on third?" Coach asked.
"I'll drive him home."
Garret laughed. "We'll be lucky if you just take the strikeout, okay?"
Kyle shot a glare at him.
