With everyone working to clean up the field, the time spent was less than I thought it would take. As a group we headed for the parking lot and started to go to our separate cars.
"I'm going to go home and shower real quick." Garret said after sniffing himself.
"Same." Mitchell agreed.
About half of the guys echoed similar sentiments.
"Go home and shower if you want." Zeke said. "If you can't or don't want to go home, then just come straight to our house."
Everyone got in their cars and we left the park.
"Man, I'm exhausted." Dave slumped in the front passenger seat. "Chasing those long fly balls in the sixth inning was killer." He rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand.
"Did you hurt yourself when you flipped over the fence?" Kyle frowned, clearly concerned. His concern made the rest of us concerned as we looked at Dave.
Dave shook his head. "Nothing serious. Just going to be sore tomorrow."
