1169 v4 ch17

The rest of the afternoon I joined other infielders for a couple of drills before we were dismissed for dinner. Even though Noah and I were on the same field, there wasn't much time to chat until we headed to our bags to switch our cleats out.

"How was your hit-fest?" Noah asked as he packed up his bag.

"It was easygoing." I told him.

"Did you beat Danny again?" Noah grinned.

I nodded. "Yea, but-" I gave a small shrug. "I kind of lost to Cody so I don't think you can give him a hard time." At least, not without me getting a hard time for popping out to the pitcher.

"Kind of lost?" Noah asked, eyebrows raised. "How do you kind of lose?"

"Well…I didn't strike out." I defended myself before explaining. "But I popped the ball up and he caught it. For a technical out. It'll probably impress the coaches."

"Cuz no one else jammed you up?" Noah clarified.

I nodded. "Yea. Most were one pitch at bats. Even Danny's."