But he quickly shook his head. There was no way that a pitcher this good could be the person who he'd seen earlier. If that was the case, then he should just retire from baseball altogether since it would be too unfair.
Despite coming to this conclusion, he was still rather wary of the pitcher on the mound.
Unaware of the opposing bench's crisis, Ken rolled his shoulders, catching the ball the Steve threw back.
'Mmm, I'm feeling sharp today.' He mused inwardly, heading back to his mark.
The next ball was just as fast as the last, this time heading towards the inside. The batter was able to react in time, sending an errant swing that sailed over the top of the ball.
WHOOOOSH
PAH
"Strike."
"Damn it."
The batter cursed, feeling a sense of helplessness overcome him. But it wasn't until the next pitch that he truly understood how helpless he was.
Expecting the ridiculous speed of the previous fastball, he swung early.