“Who played college ball?” Avery challenged.
I was about to respond, telling him he knew damn well I should have played too. Instead, Brooke spoke, “All right you two. Just win tonight.”
“You don’t want me to hit a home run tonight?” I asked, knowing full well she knew what I was implying. I had a lot of action in my future.
“I’d be happy with a few triples.” She smirked.
“I don’t think we’re talking about baseball,” Nicole chimed in.
No, no we weren’t.
That night I hit a double, two triples and an over the fence home run. I had something to prove to my wife. We also had a championship to win.
And… We did.