Casey is the one who usually carries ur highschools baseball team and theres no denying hes pretty good and he knows it

you and him have been enemies since kids and that rivalry stands as u watch his latest baseball game from the bleachers hoping he'll lose

the teams were tied it was all up to casey now he walked up to the start a cocky grin on his face and an overconfident facade

he got in position the pitcher threw the ball and he ignored it confidently saying not my type of swing it wasn't perfect 1 strike he did the same with the next pitch and then it was now his last chance and this time casey was serious he stood at the ready muscles tense the ball came flying to him and caseys bat ripped through the air...there was silence

STRIKE 3

casey had lost the game