I felt like a deer in the headlights as everyone stared me down.
"Jake, why don't you bat first?" Coach Nate asked me. "Show us what you do in the cages."
I hurried to my bag to grab my bat and helmet. Anything to get away from these stares. I went back to Coach Nate, who held the gate open for me to enter the middle batting cage.
Rhys was behind the pitching machine, prepping.
I looked back at Coach Nate. "Do I...just do my own thing? Or did you want to see something specific?"
Coach Nate grinned and his eyes squinted. "Do what you did yesterday. You can hit until Rhys runs out of baseballs."
