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causing the batter to zone out a bit, and Beth recorded another strike as the first base coach screamed at him to keep his head in the game.
“I love this song,” Lexy declared, flipping the switch on the scorekeeping machine. “Whomp! Fat ass! Whomp Fat ass!” she sang, rocking her head back and forth.
Beth looked up from the scorebook and caught Andi’s eyes across their friend. They both broke out laughing hysterically, and Lexy looked up, confused. “What?”
“Do you seriously think that’s what they’re saying?” Andi asked as soon as she could breathe.
Beth reached over and cleared the board as the hitter headed back to the dugout, but it was too late to avoid Mr. Cooper’s wrath. “Ladies, pay att
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