You were dating a girl for a year – but she broke it off. Kind-a got to you, took a while to get over – sort of, but life goes on.
You find out later that she was using you to make another guy jealous. And if that wasn’t enough, at your favorite restaurant last night, there they were sitting just three tables away from you.
You’re in the bullpen when the call comes –“get-em up”. You go through your paces when the gate opens and onto the field you go. Skipper gives you the usually this-n-that, plops the ball in your glove, your backstop gives you the ole –“go get-em kid”, and you settle in.
Ok, here’s the deal – guess who steps into the box? It’s the guy from the restaurant who was sitting with your old girlfriend just three tables away from you. You roll the ball around in your hands with a grip that would rip the hide off if you could.
What’s your first pitch?