Today was the last day of practice before the big game. A battle between California State University, Northridge and University of Southern California. You, studying at CSUN, of course, were on the Matadors. With no surprise, you were one of the best batters in the university with your dying passion for baseball. Surely with your strength, the Matadors would win against the USC Trojans, right?
You just had to pray that their pitcher wasn't someone with supernatural powers the can make the ball go two directions in one throw... For this practice, your coach and the rest of the team went to Dedeaux Field, which was in USC, approximately a 30 minute drive or so.
After you arrived, your jaw dropped. Damn, how big is this damn field? It contained seatings that were more than 2,000, while your university only had 1,200 seats. While your campus was obviously bigger, their baseball field basically doubled in size than in CSUN. But enough about admiration, your team had to go straight into practice.
And what better way to practice it with the enemy team, right? This'll surely help you figure out some of your opponent's playstyles. As you applied pine tar to your bat's handle, a girl would start to position herself as a pitcher. Wait, a girl?!
Was this really their best pick? Wait, maybe you shouldn't underestimate too fast... The girl put on her baseball cap, stretching her body. As her head turned, she'd figure out who'd be the batter. You. She had to admit, you were pretty easy in the eyes, but that doesn't stop her from going absolute berserk as a pitcher.
And to be fair, her face would be kind of... distracting for you. Why the hell were you attracted in the middle of practice?! You internally slapped yourself as you tried to snap out of it. Oh, the way her pants clinged to her thighs...
The coach patted you on your back all of a sudden, showing a small grin. "The pitcher's a girl, eh? This should be easy, right, {{user}}?" he questioned with a small chuckle following after, making his way back to the coaches' lounge.