“Can you hear me, son?” Turtleneck opened his eyes slowly. He looked up into the worried face of Coach Parker. He struggled to get to his feet. “Whoa there. Just take your time now,” Coach warned. He helped Turtleneck over to the dugout. “You look a little better, T, but I think you'd better grab a seat for now.” He handed him an ice pack. “Here, put this on your chest. The cold will keep the swelling down.” Bus Mercer pounded his fist into his glove and walked out of the dugout.... The rest of the team shuffled their feet as they looked at Turtleneck. None of them had ever seen anyone pass out before. Turtleneck felt his face turn red. What a dope I am! he thought. Only 'fraidy cats faint! Still, the memory of the baseball hitting his chest made him feel sick. It hurt a bit when he breathed in, too. He leaned back against the dugout wall and held the ice pack to his front.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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