Nico walked up to the batters box and faced the Elite Squad's pitcher, his face as determined as always. He awaited the first pitch, gripping his bat tightly.
The pitcher took a low stance and sent the ball whipping out from the side. It span through the air, dipping towards the plate as it got closer, causing Nico to hit nothing but air.
WHOOOOSH
PAH
Ken's face fell. Seeing the sidearm pitcher, he had a flash of PTSD from his struggles in the U18 World Cup against Cuba. Of course they had won the game, but it had taken him a long time to even get close to hitting the ball.
Letting out a sigh, Ken shook his head with some annoyance. If it wasn't bad enough facing this type of pitcher, he also wasn't too confident with the wooden bat just yet.
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