DOOOONG
Ken threw his bat to the ground and sprinted towards 1st base. He had to quickly seal his mental capacity once more since he had started to become dizzy.
'Where is the ball?'
In his rush to reign in his mental prowess, Ken had not seen where the ball went exactly. He briefly raised his head and looked towards the outfield, trying to discover its path.
'Crap.'
The ball was headed to the one place that he didn't want it to go, Center outfield.
Santiago was already in motion, running towards the back fence with his eyes not leaving the ball. With his long strides it seemed almost inevitable that he would be able to track it down.
'Please don't reach it.' Ken thought as he ran around 1st base.
Everyone in the stadium seemed to hold their breath as the ball began its descent from the air. With the majority of the audience being from America, they were rooting for the home team.
'Catch it!'
