Garret stood on second base with a big grin. Just before Sean could get in the batter's box, the opposing head coach came out of their dugout and headed for the mound.
"Pitcher change for sure." Noah said in a low voice.
Sure enough, Brett handed the ball over to his coach and left the mound. Their coach waved to their bullpen and a new pitcher came out.
"Pitchers live a sad life." Noah sighed, putting his hands behind his head. "He only gave up two runs off of four hits yet he's done after three innings. I could never give up the mound so easily."
I held back a laugh. "I don't think pitchers give it up easily. The twins and Garret rather do it all, no matter how bad it gets."
"That's true, I guess." He watched the new guy warmed up. "But it feels different when it comes to those three. They're great starters. Best of the best. Top ten in the county, yea? Well, now look at this guy. He doesn't look any better than Brett. All he's got is a fresh arm."
