387 Plan (2/2)

”I would like to be stronger. To have the ability to launch the ball out of the park no matter what pitch it is.”

”And have you made a plan to get there?”

”I have.” Zeke nodded. ”I've added some weightlifting for me to do at home after practice.”

Coach nodded. ”That's good.” He looked at the rest of us. ”You see boys, Zeke has made a goal. He wants to be able to hit more homers. A goal broken down in steps becomes a plan. His plan is to do some extra lifting on his own time. If he backs this plan with action, then I believe that he'll reach his goal.”

I nodded, in sync with the rest of the team. Coach was right.

”I'm not saying that you all have to do something similar, but if you feel bad about losing, then why don't you do something about it?” Coach spoke. ”I only get to make you practice three hours a day. Sometimes that can be fifteen hours a week or if it's like this, when we have three games, then it's only six hours. Do you think six hours of practice a week and a handful of games will make you better?”

No. I shook my head. Most of the team felt the same way.

”It's up to you all on what you want to do with your free time after school, practice, homework, eating, and sleeping. You can use that time for extra studying. For playing video games. For watching tv. You get to decide. Not me.”

He took a step back. ”Okay, let's get moving. We have a game tomorrow to prepare for. I only have you for a few hours, but it's how you use that time as well. If you half-ass it, then of course there won't be any results. I need 100% effort at all times. For three hours every day.” He clapped his hands. ”Zeke, get them warmed up!”

”Yes!” Zeke waved at the lot of us. ”Let's move.”

The speech from Coach really lifted the team's spirit. Everyone was moving with purpose and had more energy than before. Tomorrow wasn't a league game, but you couldn't tell. It felt like we were about to play an elimination game.

I was also feeling inspired. Instead of heading to batting practice, I sprinted to the man who was helping me become a better player. Drew only had Kelvin with him now. Julian was healed up and back to normal activities while Dave was working with the pitching coach in the bullpen.

”Hey Jake, how are you feeling?” Drew smiled, looking slightly surprised that I sprinted over when I would normally take my time. ”We missed you yesterday.”

”Yea, the lineup could have really used your help.” Kelvin agreed. His elbow was still wrapped up, but that didn't stop him from doing leg workouts.

I forced my thoughts to not look back on why I missed. Why I got sick. Instead I looked up to Drew. ”I have a goal, and I want to make a plan!”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Drew blinked. ”Oh. Do you want to be more specific?”

I turned red. ”I-I-I need your help.”

”I'm here to help.” He reassured me. ”Tell me specifically what your goal is and I can help work out the kinks in your plan.”

”I want to be a better play. More specifically, I want my baserunning to be on par with my hitting. I want to be able to steal bases. To try for home and not be scared.”

Drew looked very surprised. ”Well, that's...what we've been doing.”

I shook my head. ”I didn't give my all like Coach said. I've only been squeaking by.” I looked down at my cleats. ”I want to help the team win, not hinder them.”

Drew smiled. ”Let's get to work then.”