Spring Training
Mac opened his eyes as the first ray of light filtered into his room. His mind slowly focused. It was the final week of spring training and he had a good shot at making it. He had played a great game yesterday. Three hits, including an opposite field double. Fooled by the pitch, he still got good wood on it. If he continued showing that kind of bat control, they’d have to take him with them to the bigs. At the start of spring, reporters tagged him a long shot. With two power hitters in front of him for one open outfield position, they got the press. But he stayed in his game, knowing what he could do and what he couldn’t. Singles and doubles were his specialty. Getting on base. Stealing. Running down balls in the outfield. He liked pulling the ball down the third base line now and then, just to show them he could. But his game involved making contact and running like hell. Led Double A in hits two years consecutive. It took him a while
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