~If I catch this, we'll make it to the championship games...~
Hinata pulled off his baseball mũ lưỡi trai, cap off, running his fingers though his short hair and put his mũ lưỡi trai, cap back on, keeping the heat off him, as sweat dripped off his face. His team was up bởi one, last inning two outs, runners on một giây and third.
"You okay son?" The Coach yelled from the dugout,
"Uh?" Hinata looked over at his coach while the other team was in timeout. "Yeah, i'm just a little off sorts today." Hinata blinked and pressed to fingers against his wrist, counting his pulse Great, it's off beat. he blinked the blurriness away and got back into position, Hinata refocused as a pop up was hit....
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