PAH
"Strike."
Ken frowned, watching as the slider went into the catchers glove. He briefly glanced at the umpire before holding his tongue. It was clear to Ken that the pitch was a ball, but he wasn't in the position to argue.
Quelling his annoyance, he tapped the plate and his cleats once more, getting into position.
'If the sliders are getting called strikes, I might have to change my game plan.' He thought, gripping his bat tightly.
He patiently eyed the pitcher, waiting for the next ball. The guy lifted his leg and burst forward, sending a rocket towards him.
'Fastball!'
WHOOOOSH
PAH
"Strike."
"Hehehe, hook, line, and sinker." The catcher said, grinning from ear to ear.
Ken frowned, feeling his face heat up slightly in embarrassment. He had fallen for the changeup, swinging far too early since he'd been expecting a regular four-seam fastball.
