Everybody but Latrell stood rooted on the spot, watching as the ball soared through the air into the center outfield. Ken felt his heart sink, not expecting his pitch to be hit at such a point in time.
All he could do now was hope that it wouldn't go over the fence, otherwise they would be subject to another 4 innings of baseball.
Latrell sprinted towards the back wall, showing off his intense speed. He arrived at the back fence rather quickly and turned towards the ball which was still in the air. For a moment, he stood still, giving the impression that he wouldn't have a chance at catching it.
However, he casually held out his glove in front of his face and easily caught the ball.
Pah~
He quickly showed it to the umpire not far away, who made the call.
"Out! Game set, Gladiators!"
"YEAH!"
