I looked up at the night sky, took a deep breath, toed the rubber and then nodded at the catcher, Terry Steinbach, who stood behind home plate, his glove at his chest, giving me a nice, fat target.
I looked up at the night sky, took a deep breath, toed the rubber and then nodded at the catcher, Terry Steinbach, who stood behind home plate, his glove at his chest, giving me a nice, fat target.