I couldn't wrap my head around a pitcher's mentality. I don't have whatever you're supposed to have. The endurance. The strength. The speed. It just sounds very draining.
Korrey popped out to the third baseman, followed by a groundout to second from Mitchell. Bottom of the seventh we go.
Coach came out with us, going to the umpire to announce a pitcher change.
Noah, Sean, Jason, and I stood on the infield grass together, watching Brian come from the bullpen.
"What's up, guys?" Brian joined us, giving each of us a fist bump.
"You ready for this?" Sean asked. "These guys aren't a walk in the park."
Brian played with his glove, squishing it open and closed. "I know. I want this shot to face one of the best teams in the state."
"You've got it tough." Noah patted his shoulder. "Be wary of the cleanup hitter. Don't be afraid to walk him."
"He's the only one that has gotten hits off of Kyle, right?" Brian double checked with us.
