Number Four looks small, but very serious in his uniform.
He approaches the plate and bends his knees.
A spatter of clapping rises from the stands.
He squints at the setting sun.
The first pitch is wide. “Good eye!”
Second pitch is a strike. “Nice swing, choke up a little.”
The third pitch comes down the middle and PING!
The ball rockets past the pitcher and skips across the dirt through the shortstop’s legs.
Number Four hurries on beanpole legs to outrun the throw to first.
The first baseman has his glove outstretched.
Number Four lands lightly on the bag and doesn’t break his stride.