Midseason Tryout (3)

With Garret's nudge and the coaches urging, I jogged out to the open area where everyone else had started. The coach with the bat, raised the ball in his left hand. "Ready?"

I gave a thumbs up. Albeit, a shaky one, but at least I wasn't as nervous as before when I was alone. I'm really glad Garret joined my group. It really helped me relaxed. 

'Ding!' The coach had hit the ball high into the air. I watched as it came my way and judged that I only had to go forward a bit. Got one! It fell right into my glove boosting my self confidence. The next four were hit in a similar fashion, making me feel good that I hadn't made a mistake yet. 

The sixth ball, the coach switched to something farther. I started to back up, keeping my eye on the ball. I had realized I won't be able to catch it if I don't run back normally instead of jogging backwards, so I twist my body, but that was a mistake. I kicked my own ankle and fell into the grass.