Game: @ Redwood HS (5)

Bryce's pitching didn't exactly inspire confidence in the chances of us winning, but it looked good on paper. Plus, he did well keeping his pitch count low. Under ten for the whole inning. He could wrap up this game for us if he kept up that pace. 

In the dugout, Kyle was still pouting and looked unapproachable. Bryce stuck with Alex, and they were both talking to Kelvin, probably to talk about pitching signs. 

"Hey, hurry it up." Noah nudged me. "You're up."

I nodded, exchanged my hat and glove for a helmet and bat. Out of habit I got into the lefty's box. I couldn't remember that last time I officially batted righty in a game. At least a month.

The pitcher started me off with a fastball away. 1-0. Then one inside enough to make me back up out of the way. 2-0. I fouled the next two to even the count, 2-2. He threw one in the dirt. 3-2. I fouled another three before hitting one in fair territory. It was just a single but it livened up the dugout.