Chapter 37

DANTE'S POV 

I woke up this morning feeling a sense of loss like something I cherished was taken away from me. That was how much I loved baseball. I had been too consumed by my love for the game for as long as I could remember, that every day I woke up, was spent perfecting my pitch, trying to be better at my skills, and trying to think up ways to strategize or ideas for the team. But as the tournament drew near, my intensity only grew stronger. I was determined to lead my team to victory, no matter the cost, but this suspension wanted to ruin everything.

I walked into the cafeteria with my baseball guys, who were sympathizing with me about my suspension. I was looking forward to a hearty lunch, to bury myself in cholesterol and lick my wounds. I had become accustomed to sitting with them that when they left me there to go to th