1108 V3 ch342 CIF Quarterfinals: West Valley Prep (4)

"Bryce just had to show me up." Noah muttered, yet he had the biggest grin of any of us. He slapped me on the shoulder. "Good run. I think you've really perfected your dive."

My eyes widened. "Do you really think so?"

Noah nodded. "Absolutely."

"Don't lie to him." Kyle slapped Noah on the back of his head. "You'll just make him feel worse the next time he gets called out."

"It's called building confidence." Noah pushed him away. "Don't worry, Jake. You look the best you've ever been."

My face twitched and I glanced at Kyle. 

"Eh, just hope no one took a picture of your form just now." Kyle patted my shoulder. 

I sighed and sat down. "It's okay if it doesn't look so good. As long as I'm safe, I'll live."

Sean got jammed and popped out to short. Followed by a fly out to center by Brian and our inning was over.