Dave cleared his throat. "If it makes you feel better, we both didn't make it on the top 500 in the nation. There's only Jake, Kyle, and Garret." He looked at Kyle. "You didn't break into the top 100, but you're close. 143." He looked to me and grinned. "Do you want to guess where you're at?"
I held back a sigh and tried to play along. "Statistically within the top 25."
Dave burst out laughing. "Damn. You were spot on." He showed me the phone. I was number 25, plain and clear to see.
Noah nudged me. "That's exactly where Zeke was this time last year! You're soaring. Those home runs in the tournaments must have really helped."
Noah and the twins were super excited about my ranking. It felt nice and dreadful all at the same time. I don't think they understood what my feelings were on my ranking. I felt sick and started to pick at my food.
