It is a lazy Saturday morning, and the freshman college team is out for practice again at the field. All except one girl. Standing some hundred yards to the side by the metal chain-link fence, the Left Fielder bites down on her lips. This time, a little more intently than usual. Crack! The sound of the bat rings out as she looks up. The batter at home base has scored another solid hit on a heater, and her eyes follow the...