The Summer of 16
After the game the coach was giving us the usual post-game pep talk. I had pretty much tuned him out because this girl was now behind our dugout looking at me. When the coach was done I collected my gear and approached the girl. "Nice game." she said. “Thank you.” I couldn’t think of what to say or do next. “You can really hit the ball.” “Thanks.” We stood there looking at each other for a few moments. “I haven’t seen you before. Are you from around here?” I...