Korrey was up after Garret. He also made contact on the first pitch, but it was a fly ball straight to center field. Easily caught to end our offense. We grabbed our gloves and hit the field for the bottom of the first.
"Jeremy made it." I told Noah as we warmed up near second base.
Noah found him in the stands with ease, right next to Zeke. "Wow. Could you imagine how crazy it would be if everyone here found out? I bet he'll be signing autographs all night."
I made a face.
Noah quickly added. "But of course we won't say anything. Jeremy looks like he purposely bundled up to avoid such a situation." He thought for a second. "Or maybe he hates the cold as much as you do."
I pulled at my long sleeves, silently wishing I could wear my sweatshirt. "It doesn't get this cold in Southern California."
Noah chuckled. "You'll get used to it. Remember when you first came in February? This is usually the worst of it. At least until the rain starts."
