A Flawed DiamondChapter 54
Brock wandered into the clubhouse the next morning and began to wonder if he'd taken a wrong turn. The blaring music and loud voices were nowhere to be found. The three dozen extraneous people who had littered the place the year before were gone, too. "Feels weird, doesn't it?" John Milton, the team's starting left fielder and leadoff hitter asked. "Feels nice," Brock rejoined. "It does," Milton replied. "And look, we can get to our lockers without wading through a crowd this...