Game Two: Durham Preparatory (1)

After lunch, we went back to the tournament area and sat at an empty bleacher, and just relaxed. Some of the guys laid their heads down on their bags, and put their headphones in to listen to music. Some pulled out their phones to play some games or go on social media. Even Zeke pulled out his phone.

I curiously studied him, wondering what he could be playing.

"Zeke's probably searching for info on the next opponent." Noah caught me staring. "Zeke is always thinking baseball. More than anyone I know."

"You're all about baseball too." I replied.

Noah smiled at me. "Of course! I want to play for the rest of my life! All throughout high school, college, work my way through the minor league and then become a professional."

"But, can't you be drafted right after high school? You guys talked about it before...that Zeke could be drafted to a pro team if he entered into the draft."