"David Atkins, right-handed pitcher, committed to Vanderbilt." I read next per Dave's request. The next sentence made me pause. I frowned and skipped to another sentence. "David showed he was ready for the next level, having closed out the California state championship of Division Three, only giving up one hit."
"Technically he gave up two runs on that hit." Noah pointed out. "He's just lucky it was charged to Garret."
Dave glanced in the rearview mirror. "Is that it?"
I shrugged, avoiding eye contact by looking at my phone. "Yea. Pretty much. Has some of your stats and awards too like being first-team all conference. That kind of stuff. Says you're unlikely to sign with a team if drafted."
"That's fair." He nodded slowly. "They have me pegged for being ready for college. That's good. I'm hoping to make an impact right away, even if I'm just a freshman."
