Noah and I rushed to get our helmets on, grabbed our bats, then stepped out of the dugout. Almost all before Zeke got in from the outfield. Noah was probably just excited to bat while I was nervous to face Zeke. It was only a few days ago, we were bragging about our theoretical practice and now here I am, getting an error in the first inning of an important game.
The pitcher for OLU was average height and average looks. His warmup pitches didn't have me concerned. Just gotta get it to the outfield.
Noah led us off, but his hitting struggles continued. Apparently yesterday's cages session couldn't improve his real life, real situation hitting. He struck out swinging, and was staring at his bat as he went back to the dugout, as if there were imaginary holes in it that he couldn't see.