As I sat in the back seat I looked out the window at the buildings that flew by the cab. They were the biggest ever. Everything is big here compared to San Franbrisco.

"So, you expecting to play right away?" asked Kapp'n (who I found out was the cab driver by asking his name).

"Well I hope to start in the majors but I think the coach sees it another way, which is respectable I guess." I said to him.

The talk came to a halt as we pulled up in front of Railway Stadium, the home of the New York Steam Enignes.

Some rain started to drop when I opened the door. It was beautiful with the rain and the orange-red sky in the background. I had Kapp'n pop the trunk open so I could grab my stuff. I paid him the correct currency and he wished me good luck as I set off towards the players gate.

About a block from the front gate and behind the whole stadium was a parking lot with a steel fence.

"Welcome to the big leagues." said someone from behind me.

"Coach... Hi!" I yelled as I ran to him.

"Glad to see you so enthused. But that's got to change." He said as he popped some sunflower seeds into his pocket.

"Bob, right?" asked Lyle, the coach.

"Wha? Oh yeah, Bob... that's my name..." I finished.

Lyle led me to the players' entrance through the steel fence near the parking lot. The door was about another hundred feet away from where we were at the time but I couldn't wait any longer and shot off to the door.

"It's no use," said Lyle. "Can't open it without the key, which I have."

He held up the key, unlocked the door and gave it a shove.

The room was lined with benches and open lockers. The spaces between the benches were outlined by walls like an office cubicle. There were some doors marked

WHIRLPOOL ROOM

COACHES OFFICE

TUNNEL

All leading to even more rooms.

"Were going to start you off in Single A." broke Lyle from behind me. "I'm sorry. It just that Bill has played so good for us and we can't have his hot streak stop with a rookie standing there on second base."

"I understand, coach. Maybe I'll make some friends in the minors and we'll all come up together!" I exclaimed.

"That's the spirit! Now, about your contract. We're going to be paying you 200 bells per game in the minors. That's money including bus/train fares, hotel stay, and food. As you go up the ranks Double A, Triple A etcetera, your pay will increase a bit. Those sound good to you?" He asked.

I nodded and packed up my stuff.

I would have to wait awhile to reach the top, but I'll still be playing the game I love.