*PHEWWWWWW*
The sound of the whistle blowing indicated the call for a timeout in a baseball game between the Boston Boys and the Slinging Sluggers.
Each team quickly ran to their sides and planned on how to win this close game. The score was tied and it was the Boston Boy's turn to bat.
"Alright boys, y'all playing hard out there but we're gonna need a little more, we got them right where we want them. All the bases are loaded so all we need is a good hit."
The rally was being led by the boy's coach. He has been a great coach and the only one to get this team to where they are now.
Of course they also have a star player who has performed well throughout the season but he's been off today. The coach had no choice as everyone else has struck out.
"Jeremy, you're up. Make us proud out there."
The young boy raised his head at the command but his smile and determination didn't follow. It was clear that he was upset about something.
The coach sighed as he bent down to the young boy's height to give him a pep talk.
"Jeremy, I know you're sad because none of your family is here to see this but you gotta remember that we're your family too sport. You've certainly been one of the best on this team and we're counting on you right now. I'm sure you'll go out there and get 'er done."
"But what if I don't?" The boy asked.
The coach said nothing as a smile crossed his face.
"With your skills, I doubt that."
*PHEWWWWWWW*
"That's the sound! Alright boys, get to your spots and bring home the gold. This is the last inning so let's show the other team what we're really made of. Boston boys on 3...2...1!"
"BOSTON BOYS!"
The cheer of the rally got the team hyped as they ran to the field to get in position...all except for Jeremy.
He slowly walked out to the field as he scanned the audience, not for the adoration they had for him but for any of his family that was watching.
He could remember the promise his mother made to him...
Yesterday
"Hey mom, can you come to our final game please?"
Jeremy was talking to his mother as he held up a flyer for his final game. This was his first time reaching the finals so it would help if he had some family come and watch him.
"I would love too sweetie but you know that I have things to do. I'm sorry."
This was her usual response but he didn't give up.
"Please, it'll mean alot to me if you just show up. You never been to any of my games before Ma and I just want to show you how awsome I am out there." The young boy pleaded.
"I already know how awsome you are honey but I just can't make it. Just be sure to show me pictures of your handsome self after the game."
The boy sighed as he nodded. Any hope of her showing up was shattered after hearing that.
"Yes ma'am."
And with those words, he departed back into his room and shut the door with force.
SLAM!
He crumpled up the flyer and threw it straight into the trash can.
"This is stupid! You can't even show up just for one friggin game! I can't believe it!" He shouted to no one in particular as he flopped on his bed and stared at the ceiling.
The boy's anger was certainly rising with the amount of stress he had built up. All the games where he pushed himself to the limit was only for one reason; The adoration of someone that was clsoe to him.
He didn't mind the other games as much but this was the final game with the series tied. He was really going to need someone's support this time.
He wondered if it was worth it to even play today.
Tap Tap.The sound of tapping caught his attention as he looked toward the window to find a familar set of wild hair and brown eyes that were peeking right at him.
The face he never got tired of as it brought a small smile to him again for four years as she continued to try and open the window.
He walked over and opened the window as the girl crawled right in.
"Hello love! What's got you so grumpy?" She asked as she dusted herself off.
"Oh...uh, nothing, nothing at all." He said as he rubbed his neck. He didn't like showing Lena that he was troubled, especially if it was an emotional problem.
With his growing age, he felt that showing any discomfort was a weakness.
And he was not weak.
"You sure? You seem bothered by something. If you want, we can talk about it." Jeremy refused to show any signs of cooperating.
"I'm fine Lena. You ain't got nothing to worry about." He said as his eyes lingered on to his wooden bat and clothing for the game.
He had to remain strong.
"Alright then. So, what do you want to do today? Race? Get some candy? Spin aroind till one of us throws up?" She asked with excitement as she listed the possibilities.
"Well, I gotta prepare for... something so we can do something tommorow but I'm glad you showed up for a bit."
"Of course! I'll always be by your side Jeremy." She said as she held her arms out and wrapped them around Jeremy.
This was usual for him
Fustration would enter into his life and no matter how severe it was, she would always be the one to clear it up.
He hugged back with equal force.
"Well, see ya love!" She said as she separated and climbed out the window, leaving Jeremy back to his thoughts.
He finally made his decision.
"You know... What's one more game?" His promblem resolved as he prepared for the final game.
How hard could it be?
Present
LETS GO BOSTON! LETS GO BOSTON!The roar of the people in attendance of this game was certainly one to count. This was the first time their team has made it this far.
All they need was one good bat and the win is secured.
Jeremy finally made it up to bat and found out that the other team had their best pitcher out.
All he had to do was focus and—
swoosh!
"Strike one!"
The call of the umpire shook Jeremy out of his thoughts as he saw the smug face of the pitcher
The pitcher chuckled a bit as he prepared his next pitch.
Jeremy lowered his cap as he had all of his attention on the ball.
He kept his focus steady as he waited for the pit—
swoosh!
"Strike two!"
The second stike. Jeremy knew at this point that he was in trouble. As much as he hated to admit it but the thought of no one showing up still bothered him... Along with some of his 'adoring' fans 'compliments'.
I told you that kid was no good!
He's costing us the game!
Who's kid is that!?
Maybe next ye—
"Jeremy!"
The sound of his name came from crowd of people. Either he was hearing things or a familiar voice was calling to him.
He scanned the crowd and he couldn't believe the sight.
It was Lena who was doing her best to be seen as she squeezed through the crowd of people. When she finally had enough space she waved her hands in the air as she gave him two thumbs up.
"You got this!"
Jeremy couldn't describe the amount of happiness he was feeling, but he could show it as he turned back to the pitcher.
He did his signature smirk as he prepared for the easiest homerun of his life.
swoosh!
Crack!
A direct hit in the middle as Jeremy watched the ball fly out of view.
"Out of the park! Boston Boys win!"
Jeremy was grinning ear to ear as he performed his victory lap around the diamond. The team and coach came to congratulate him as they all went out to the center of the field to claim their victory.
Their first finals win will certainly be one to remember as they took a picture.
Click!
After the game
Jeremy was sitting on the bench outside of the park with the team's trophy in hand. The team decided to let him have it first since he technically won the game for them.
He couldn't believe that him and his team finally won the finals.
"Hey there slugger!"
He turned to see Lena running towards him as she sat right beside him on the bench.
"Oh! Congrats on your game too. The way you sent the ball soaring was amazing! Seems that someones been practicing."
"Thanks for the compliment but how did you know I was gonna be at this game? I don't remember telling you about it."
She said nothing as she pulled out a crumpled up flyer and showed it to him.
Oh...
"I saw you threw this away so I picked it up and told my parents about it. I've never seen you at your games so I thought you could use the pep. Sorry we were a bit late but atleast we made it." She said as she smiled.
He couldn't argue with that. To think that he didn't even tell her his troubles and yet she still found a way to make him feel better.
He handed her the trophy which she looked at with confusion. She took it anyway.
"Wait...are you handing it to me?" She asked as she held the trophy in her grasp.
"Yeah, you won us the game after all."
"How? I wasn't even on the team."
"You helped by being here. Nothing sparks an althlete more than a friend watching em play. You really helped me out alot Lena."
"Well, I'll be sure to be at every game you play Jeremy!"
After the exchanged words, Lena gave him another tight hug which he returned a bit more quickly this time.
He learned even more about Lena this day. Even though his family might not be by his side, he'll know that she will.
And that's all he could ever need.
"I can't wait to show this to my parents! Hey Mom! Dad! I got a trophy!" She exclaimed as she ran towards her parents.
"Woah...Wait Lena! I gotta share that trophy with the boys! Come back!!" He shouted as he ran after her.
Yo so reall sorry for this wait but hey i got it :). Also we're closing in to those double digits so expect the rating to change as soon as we hit those teens. See yall my guy.