Zeke didn't keep everyone around after the game for a talk or anything. I found it odd for a second, just to say goodbye and leave, but Noah explained his thoughts on the matter.
"He probably wants everyone to come up with their own ideas on how to be prepared." Noah told me as we walked back to the car, following the others. "For me...I have an idea already." He grinned.
"What is it?" I asked, blinking. I didn't realize we were supposed to come up with tactics on our own. I know next to nothing about baseball strategies.
Noah smirked and lifted a brow. "Secret."
I frowned. I looked to the others for help, but it looked like Bryce and Brian were already talking to Dave about pitching. They weren't top picks for the upcoming game, but even they had came up with an idea.
What could I do better? I tilted my head and thought some more until we loaded up the car and headed back.
Noah poked me. "You have an answer yet?"
