Dave swung and missed the first pitch. Not going to lie, it looked very ugly. And Garret let him hear it.
"You know why we call you window shutters?Because you're just swinging in the breeze!" Garret yelled out, drawing some laughs from our dugout and nearby spectators who heard him.
My lips twitched. "Are you cheering him on or trying to start a fight?"
Garret shrugged. "Whatever it takes to get him going."
I didn't know if it was a coincidence or not, but Dave was able to connect on the next pitch, punching it through the hole of short and third. Tanner and Jason took off sprinting once it was clear that it was a hit. Tanner made it home from second and Jason stopped at third, all on Dave's single. Dave looked to our dugout and flexed both biceps until Coach Luis hit him on top of his helmet.
