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Rivals

A Baseball Great Novel

Tim Green

For my boys, Thane, Troy, and Ty

Contents

Chapter One

WHEN THE SUN CAME blasting in through the hotel room…

Chapter Two

“HE CAN’T DO THAT,” Benji said, slapping his hand on…

Chapter Three

GRAY COTTON CANDY CLOUDS hung from the sky, but the…

Chapter Four

THE BAT CRACKED AND the ball took off, clearing the…

Chapter Five

JOSH SMELLED GRASS AND hot dogs and he thought about…

Chapter Six

JOSH’S BRAIN LIT UP with a Christmas display of pain,…

Chapter Seven

JOSH HIT THE GROUND and saw red and orange lightning…

Chapter Eight

EVEN THOUGH THE DRUGS kept the pain partially at bay,…

Chapter Nine

WITH SCHOOL IN ITS final few days, the noise in…

Chapter Ten

“I WAS WRONG,” JADEN said with a worried look. “You’re…

Chapter Eleven

JOSH HAD HIS OPERATION. The healing process seemed to take…

Chapter Twelve

JOSH WIDENED HIS EYES, forcing them to stay open. He…

Chapter Thirteen

JOSH’S PARENTS RETURNED WITH his little sister. His dad put…

Chapter Fourteen

THE VERY NEXT WEEK, their bus pulled into the Beaver…

Chapter Fifteen

BEFORE JADEN COULD ANSWER, a man in black livery wearing…

Chapter Sixteen

JOSH TOOK ONE STEP, then started to jog toward the…

Chapter Seventeen

JOSH DUCKED BETWEEN A large glass display on the evolution…

Chapter Eighteen

ONE GUARD’S HAND BIT into Josh’s shoulder while the other…

Chapter Nineteen

“MR. MULLEN,” THE WOMAN said.

Chapter Twenty

JOSH AND BENJI LEANED back, afraid of what Mickey Mullen…

Chapter Twenty-One

JADEN GAVE HER CELL phone number to Mickey Jr., then repeated…

Chapter Twenty-Two

SUNSHINE WASHED OVER THE fields at Dream Park as the…

Chapter Twenty-Three

THE PITCHER WOUND UP and let one fly. Josh timed…

Chapter Twenty-Four

JOSH AND BENJI HELPED Josh’s dad take the gear to…

Chapter Twenty-Five

JADEN SAT IN THE dugout between Mickey Mullen and Mickey…

Chapter Twenty-Six

THE COACHES FROM BOTH teams swarmed home plate, grappling with…

Chapter Twenty-Seven

THE LIMO TURNED THE corner on Lake Street and Josh…

Chapter Twenty-Eight

“GET OUTTA MY WAY, kid,” the umpire said, his hand…

Chapter Twenty-Nine

WHEN JOSH OPENED HIS eyes, he saw the truck’s steaming…

Chapter Thirty

THE BELL ON THE door to the ice-cream shop jingled.

Chapter Thirty-One

“RELAX, YOU’RE FINE,” MYRON said, easing back into the limo’s…

Chapter Thirty-Two

“WELL,” BENJI SAID, HOLDING up his hands, “not exactly, but…

Chapter Thirty-Three

JADEN HUGGED HIM, AND Josh kept his hands stiff to…

Chapter Thirty-Four

AS THE WEEK WENT on, the weather stayed nice—bright blue…

Chapter Thirty-Five

JOSH’S PARENTS SAID THAT of course he could do the…

Chapter Thirty-Six

EVEN THOUGH THE COMETS weren’t playing their semifinal game until…

Chapter Thirty-Seven

TWO HOURS LATER JOSH was sitting with Jaden in the…

Chapter Thirty-Eight

JOSH HEAVED HIS LUNCH into a wastepaper basket with a…

Chapter Thirty-Nine

THE NEXT MORNING, SATURDAY, Josh, Benji, Josh’s dad, and the…

Chapter Forty

JOSH AND BENJI LET Josh’s dad block for them as…

Chapter Forty-One

“GO SWIMMING,” BENJI SAID.

Chapter Forty-Two

“CAN’T TALK,” JADEN SAID in a hurried whisper, “but get…

Chapter Forty-Three

JOSH GRABBED BENJI’S ARM and pointed. “There.”

Chapter Forty-Four

SOMEONE CLEARED HER THROAT behind Josh and Benji and said,…

Chapter Forty-Five

BENJI CLEARED HIS THROAT and said, “Really, you guys, one…

Chapter Forty-Six

JOSH LET GO AND dropped to the ground.

Chapter Forty-Seven

JOSH BOLTED TO THE dresser, grabbed, and felt the envelope…

Chapter Forty-Eight

“RUN!” JADEN SCREAMED.

Chapter Forty-Nine

BENJI FUMBLED WITH THE controls. Josh shoved him aside, taking…

Chapter Fifty

JADEN POINTED TOWARD THE marina and shouted, “Go!”

Chapter Fifty-One

OUT ON THE HOTEL’S sloping back lawn, hundreds of people…

Chapter Fifty-Two

JADEN LOOKED AT MYRON and said, “Oh no you won’t.”

Chapter Fifty-Three

“OF COURSE I’LL LET him go,” Mickey Mullen said, lifting…

Chapter Fifty-Four

WHEN JOSH’S PARENTS ASKED them about the party, they told…

Chapter Fifty-Five

THE CHAMPIONSHIP GAME TOOK place on the main field in…

Chapter Fifty-Six

ESCH WAS THEIR LEADOFF batter, and the first two pitches…

Chapter Fifty-Seven

THE FATHER AND SON talked back and forth at the…

Chapter Fifty-Eight

JOSH FELT THE MOAN escape him. But Benji, off balance…

Chapter Fifty-Nine

THE BALL HIT THE grass just inside the infield dirt…

 

WHEN THE SUN CAME
blasting in through the hotel room curtains on Sunday morning, Josh pulled aside the shades and felt the thrill of being in a championship game wash over him like the sunlight. The feeling quickly sank into a sea of doubt. Being considered a great player by the Titans was one thing, but the better their team did, the better the competition became. There were other kids out there—not many, but they were there—whose skills rivaled Josh’s. Josh’s father—a mountain of a man who’d been a first-round draft pick out of high school but spent all of his thirteen years as a pro in the minor leagues—told Josh that if he wanted to be truly great, he had to relish the thought of a rivalry.

“Great players always want to go up against the
best,” his father would say, “even if they don’t win. A real rivalry is when teams or players go back and forth between who wins and loses so when they play each other, both are at their very best.”

It bothered Josh that he didn’t relish the thought of a good rivalry. He just couldn’t help wishing for the kind of games where they swamped the other team. That’s how it had been in this qualifying tournament so far, but Josh knew that it wouldn’t be true today. He’d be up against the tournament’s best pitcher, and the sickening dread smothering the thrill made him feel that he was something less than what his father wanted him to be.

These were the kind of feelings he could only talk about with one person—Jaden Neidermeyer. Somehow, her being a girl let him speak freely, and her perky reply hadn’t made him sorry.

“Everything you do, Josh,” she had said, “you do well. You work to be the best. If having a rival you look forward to is part of what it takes to be great, don’t worry, it’ll happen. Just be you, Josh. That’s all you have to do.”

Benji, his other best friend and roommate on the road, rolled over in his twisted pile of sheets and groaned.

“Turn it off,” Benji said, blindly swatting the air.

“Come on,” Josh said. “The Toledo Nighthawks are the only thing between us and the Hall of Fame Tournament in Cooperstown.”

“Hall of Fame Tournament?” Benji asked, scrunching up his face.

“It’s supposed to become the biggest thing in youth baseball!” Josh said. “It’s the first major tournament of the summer. My dad said that this year they’re going to have more people watching on TV than the Little League World Series. He said the teams are going to be the best of the best.”

“You don’t have to tell me how big it is; I’m a Cooperstown veteran,” Benji said, pulling a pillow over his head that muffled his words. “You’ve seen my Babe Ruth paperweight, haven’t you? The one where he’s in a Red Sox uniform? That’s how I like to think of him, the Red Sox being the greatest franchise in baseball history and all.”

“But you never
played
there,” Josh said, yanking Benji’s covers off the bed. His oversized friend was wearing white boxer shorts spotted with red hearts.

Josh laughed, thankful for something to lighten his mood. “No wonder you wanted to undress in the dark. Where’d you get those things?”

“I can’t help it if I’m a ladykiller,” Benji said, his face turning as red as the hearts. He slipped sideways into the bathroom, covering as much of his shorts as he could.

“Ladykiller?” Josh said.

“Girls love a man with good taste in underwear,” Benji said from behind the bathroom door.

“What are you talking about?” Josh said, still laughing. “No one’s going to see your underwear—not any ladies, anyway—unless you’re planning on flashing someone at the pool.”

“It’s not about what they see,” Benji said, bursting forth from the bathroom with his baseball pants hiding the hearts. “It’s an
attitude
. Women can smell it on you.”

Josh could only shake his head as he ran a comb through his hair.

“Look at you,” Benji said. “I know you’re working yourself over in that mirror pretty hard for Jaden.”

Josh rolled his eyes. “Cut it out. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”

“Everyone knows she’s crazy about you,” Benji said, pulling on the rest of his uniform and pitching his voice like a girl’s.
“Oh Josh, you’re so strong. Is it even a challenge for you to hit a home run with those two-hundred-foot fences after playing all those games in U14?”

Benji made kissing noises.

“Would you rather I
didn’t
smack them over the fence?” Josh asked.

What Benji heard Jaden say was true. Until Josh and Jaden exposed his former coach, Rocky Valentine, for steroid dealing, Josh had been part of a U14 travel team. He’d gotten experience playing with kids two years older than he was on a field that was much
bigger. The fence for U14 was at about three hundred feet instead of the two hundred feet for Little League, or U12. The bases, too, went down from ninety feet apart at U14 to sixty for U12. It was Josh’s incredible vision—being able to see the ball the instant it left the pitcher’s hand and read its spin—as well as his unusual size and strength for a twelve-year-old that let him keep up with the older kids.

With the strength-training program he’d been on with his old team—even though Josh never did use his old coach’s steroids—he’d been able to hit home runs over the three-hundred-foot fence, so, more times than not, when Josh got all of the ball against a U12 pitcher, he put it out of the park. Josh’s dad had kept the strength-training regimen as part of his own U12 team’s preparation, only without the steroids. Along with Josh’s incredible scoring ability, it had a lot to do with the Titans being so successful.

“Honestly?” Benji said, his eyebrows disappearing up underneath his dark bangs. “It gets a little disgusting.”

“You like winning, though,” Josh said with a grin as he pulled on his uniform.

“Everyone likes winning,” Benji said. “Don’t change the subject. Jaden is crazy for you, man, riding out here with the team, staying at our hotel. I know she’s supposedly writing for the paper, but I think there’s a lot more than Pulitzer Prizes on her mind. She probably has your name tattooed on her butt.”

“Stop it. She’s a nice girl, she loves baseball, and you know it. And I’m not the one with the hearts on my underwear,” Josh said, zipping up his overnight bag and heading for the door. “I’ll leave the girl stuff to you. I got baseball games to play. Come on. We’ll be late for breakfast.”

They took the elevator down and, to Josh’s embarrassment, the first thing they saw when they walked into the restaurant was Jaden, a tall, pretty girl with honey-colored skin, green eyes flecked with yellow, and frizzy hair that she kept pulled back tight off her face. She sat at a round booth just inside the hostess stand calling Josh’s name and waving frantically for them to come and sit down. Josh looked around and hung his head before slipping into the booth. Jaden was as good a friend to him as Benji, and he wasn’t going to stop being nice to her just because he hated Benji’s teasing.

“Sit down,” Jaden said. “Listen to this! I was checking out this Toledo team, and you guys can’t believe what I heard.”

“They’ve got Sandy Planczeck, the best pitcher in the state of Ohio,” Benji said, yawning and picking up his menu. “He throws a seventy-five-mile-an-hour fastball. Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know. Josh could barely get to sleep last night. How’s the pancakes in this joint?”

Jaden scowled at Benji and said, “He throws a
seventy-five-mile-an-hour fastball, yes, but it’s what he’s planning on doing with it.”

“Yeah,” Benji said from behind the menu, “he’s gonna strike out Josh. Oooh, now we’re all scared. Josh’ll knock it into the river.”

In the park where they would play, beyond the fence was a road, and if the ball went another hundred feet or so past that, it would hit the Genesee River.

“No, he’s not going to try to strike out Josh, you goofball,” Jaden said, pulling Benji’s menu down. “If the Nighthawks need it to win, he’s going to throw a beanball at Josh.”

“You’re kidding,” Josh said, setting down his water glass without taking a drink.

“No,” Jaden said, “I’m not. I was scouting them out in the semifinals yesterday, and I met his girlfriend.”

“Planczeck’s got a
girl
friend?” Josh said.

Jaden nodded. “She didn’t know who I was and started bragging about him. I said I’d seen the Syracuse Titans, and they had a really great player named Josh LeBlanc who was almost six feet tall. That’s when she told me they already knew about you and that if he needed to use it, her boyfriend had a surprise for you. She said it exactly, a beanball.”


Bean
ball? What is that?” Benji asked, crinkling his face. “Like he farts in the middle of his windup?”

Jaden rolled her eyes. “You are so lame. A
beanball
. This guy’s a headhunter.”

Josh turned to Benji. “She means he’s going to try and hit me with that seventy-five-mile-an-hour fastball.

“Right in the head.”

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