The Batter's Box

When you swing for the fences, you risk it all . . . Nate The game is all that matters. It's all that's ever mattered. I've dreamed of wearing a big-league jersey since the first day I grasped a baseball. Now I'm so close. Playing in the minors has been a blast, but I know I'm ready. Then Cooper appeared in the tunnel one night after a game. He's unlike anyone I've ever met - all wild hair and dimples, with a passion for numbers and a heart of gold. Being around him makes me forget all my worries, even when a batting slump threatens everything. Cooper People can be weird. Sometimes they say one thing that means something important, but they don't tell me that it's important because they want me to figure it out for myself otherwise it won't be a lesson learned or something stupid. Other times, they say the exact same thing using the exact same words but don't mean what they meant before and expect me to understand both meanings and know which I'm supposed to get. What's with that? Sorr