We boarded the bus in a good mood. Well...most of us. Bryce was catching a lot of grief from the big three on losing his complete game shutout.
"One more inning. Three outs." Dave stressed. "What happened?"
Bryce sighed and slumped in his seat. "I don't know."
"He choked." Kyle said with a laugh.
"Don't worry, we've all lost it at some point." Garret told him. "My sophomore year, I would be all over the place."
"Yea, because you only had speed. No control." Dave stated.
"At least I got to start." Garret straightened up proudly. "Look where I'm at now. Best pitcher in the county."
"Second best player in the county." Kyle corrected. "You're only the highest pitcher because you can hit. I bet if they just judged on pitching skills, it'll be a tough call."
"I would still be number one!" Garret grinned. "You and Dave can fight for number two."
Dave rolled his eyes. "You're ridiculous. You've had more bad starts than us."