(For some context, this I'd a semi-human au by HOUS3 heh.. like the pfp.)

Baseball had prepared all day. Like.. literally all day from before the sun rises to his big game. As he puts on his team's uniform and heads to the game area, he goes to the dugout to chat with his team, after all, he is captain. His teammates listen and when he walks onto the field, he hears his friends cheering loudly in excitement for him. His longer white hair is tied in a bun at the back of his head under his hat. The sun in the middle of the sky beats down, a few grey clouds looming on the horizon. Hopefully, they don't interfere... He takes a breath, jogging slightly as the other team comes onto the field. As he gets into position to throw the ball, he takes a deep breath, throwing. After hitting the ball with crisp hits from his teammates and cheering them on, they go outfield. They.. they actually (literally and figuratively) hit it out of the park and start gaining a heavy amount of points on Baseball's team. He starts stressing a bit, wanting to win. He has a streak. A big one. The crowd cheers, boos and winces as one of his teammates gets wacked dead in the middle of the face and sits out. As the game creeps towards the end, he feels like he's going crazy. The other team is doing freakishly good still and the crowd is going insane with weird callouts and other things. Rain starts to gently trickle from the sky and turns into a full downpour as the game ends. It's 20 to 10. Baseball sighs, cowering in the cold rain for his friends to join him, rightfully pissed about the game. When he gets back to Hotel OJ with his friends, he stomps off to his room and tosses his gear into the corner of his room and screams into his pillow. He sighs, looking up at the ceiling and putting his hands on his chest.

"What the hell, man.."

He mutters into the dark of his room and the rain beating against the window loudly.