Sweet child o' mine
by NihilisticAmbition313
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, and I certainly don't own the Seattle Mariners or Detroit Tigers
A/N: This fic is dedicated to user Boris Yeltsin, who gave me the basic idea for it. Thank you kindly, and I hope you like it.
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Prologue
Freddie's view
"Sam, I've already bought you a hot dog, a pulled pork sandwich, and a Philly cheese steak. The Mariners are making a small fortune off of me." I complained
"Better you than me. Now are you gonna buy me a gyro or what?"
Sam, Carly, and myself got tickets to a Mariners game from Spencer, who got them from Socko, who got them from God-knows-where. He and Socko couldn't come because they had "business" to attend to (I often wonder what is this business Spencer is always up to with Socko and his other friends), so he gave us the tickets.
The M's were facing the Detroit Tigers, and they were winning by a score of five runs to two at the bottom of the fifth inning. We had excellent seats, right along the left field base line. We were so close to the field that we could hear the chatter of the players, coaches, and umpires. It was a beautiful Tuesday afternoon during our summer vacation. The temperature was about eighty degrees, and no humidity, perfect baseball weather.
Carly wasn't much of a sports fan, but she was into the game, cheering wildly whenever the Mariners scored a run or a base hit. She even bought a Mariners t-shirt from the gift shop and put it on for the game. Sam only seemed to be interested in trying every food item that Safeco Field had to offer, all on my dime of course. I knew she would pig out and I brought extra cash for that, but we were only halfway through the game and I was already halfway broke.
"Sam, you really should slow down. You're gonna make yourself sick." Carly advised her best friend
"I can't help it that ballpark food is so good."
"Ha, any food is good to you." Carly chided
"True."
The next batter for the M's took the batter's box and waited for the pitch.
"Knock it out the park!" Carly yelled
The Tigers pitcher flung a fastball straight down the line, and the Mariners batter swung. He made contact, and...
"Oh my God!"
...Hit a foul line drive that smacked Carly square in the head!