Balls And Strikes

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Every joint in his fucking torso burned, the rubdown from the trainer and the ten thousand gallons of Icy Hot not helping in the motherfucking least.Six to one.Six to ONE.How the fuck had they let six fucking runs slide by? Why the fuck had Coach let that idiot Greg play for five fucking innings? The kid had to be giving out free fucking blowjobs.Six runs down before they let him pitch and against those East Coast assholes. Against that evil son of a bitch.He slammed his hand into the doorframe, the pain jolting him, right through the shoulder. "Fuck!""That can be fucking arranged." The voice was low and deep, a thread of anger running through it. "But you hurt that arm, and I'll make you go cold fucking turkey."Mac spun around, heart slamming in his chest. "You leave me the fuck alone, you bastard!"He glared at Jason Dover, the sonofabitch who'd hit two homeruns and accounted for five of those six runs.Dove gave him a hard grin, steel in his eyes. "Oh, I don't think so.""This is my h...otel room." He had to keep looking; he couldn't stop.MoreLess
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