Game: @ OLU (5)

Alex hurried to take off his catcher's gear in order to go bat. He would lead off with Dave and Noah right behind him. 

I glanced at Noah. 

Drew came over to check on him and Zeke was hovering close by. Garret and I watched on as Drew made Noah lift his arm, rotate it, rotate his upper torso, move this way, move that way. 

"I'm fine." Noah stressed, exasperated with all the attention. "It's just going to bruise later."

"We have to make sure." Drew said. "A broken or cracked rib is very serious since it can puncture your lung or cause internal bleeding."

"I would know if anything broke." Noah huffed. 

I nodded in agreement. "You wouldn't have this much energy if you broke a rib. Definitely wouldn't be able to move so freely."

All eyes landed on me. 

I shifted, uncomfortable with the attention. "I broke a rib before." Multiple ribs, multiple times. I watched as Alex left the dugout to start his at-bat.