Desperation (1)

Ken tossed his bat to the side, feeling the effects of Crunch Time wear off. His hands still felt the sting of smacking the ball, but instead of being painful, it felt invigorating.

In the corner of his vision, the bat he'd thrown to the ground suddenly snapped in two, causing him to freeze in place. Ken cleared his throat before tentatively checking to see if anyone noticed.

Thankfully, everyone seemed to be focused on the ball flying into the distance. Saying a silent prayer for his first wooden bat, Ken began his jog around the bases.

"What a monster…" Tony muttered, shaking his head incredulously. He had come here with no real expectation of finding any prospects, but Ken had shined brilliantly from the moment he laid eyes on him.

The ball seemed to hang in the air for such a long time that Ken was able to almost reach 2nd base before it disappeared over the fence.