Coach Wyatt felt a headache coming on. Hearing that his best player had never swung a wooden bat almost an hour out from competing in the biggest National Tournament of the year was not ideal.
If the tournament didn't require players to hit with a wooden bat, it wouldn't be an issue. However, it was literally the WWBA, its whole purpose to showcase how these players could perform under the same rules as professionals.
He thought for a while, eventually grabbing a wooden bat out of one of the bags on the ground.
The coach handed Ken the bat and looked at him seriously, "You can swing the bat, just make sure you're far enough away that you don't interrupt the game."
Ken accepted the bat, instantly feeling the weight was heavier than he expected. Despite being a similar size to his metal bat, it felt far more solid.
"Yes Coach." He stated, walking back to the carpark.