Chapter 4

“Why don’t you all tell me your names?” Iggy continued.

One by one each of the ten kids around the table introduced themselves. When it came to Thad’s turn, his mouth was so dry he could barely get his name out. He croaked, coughed, and finally stammered, “Thad Stevens.” He felt like a total idiot. But Iggy didn’t seem to notice.

“You have some pretty decent skills, Thad,” he said. “You must’ve played a lotta ball?”

Thad found his voice and acknowledged the compliment. Iggy went on to speak with the other kids around the table.

Mr. Granville stood up and called the group to attention.

“Before we serve lunch, let’s have a rousing chorus of Take Me Out to the Ball Game.”

Thad was kind of surprised, but before he could react, he heard Iggy groan.

Jack Miller, the catcher, spoke up. “Wayne.” He laughed. “Give us a break.”

“No, no. It’s tradition,” Granville said with mock seriousness. Then smiling again, he added, “Ready?” He started to sing.