The Foul Out ✨ Excerpt

✨EXCERPT: THE FOUL OUT by @jennibarabooks is coming October 11! 

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My temper spiked. That ball should be in my glove. I should have caught it, and then, with a smile, I should have fucking tossed it to the little man. Because I would have caught it if not for the woman who didn’t trust that I could. If she hadn’t ruined my chance…

Clenching my right hand, I stormed back to right field, anger brewing in my gut. That quickly turned to rage when the umpire waved a hand, ordering Tom Wilson out of the game for finishing the fight I’d started. The emotion only compounded when the next pitch was a two-run homer. Then when the Vegas Heat scored one more run. It didn’t cool when we only got a single run in the bottom of the ninth. Or when I barreled into the locker room. It sure as shit burned hot when the microphones were shoved in my face.

The fuckers had the audacity to ask how I felt about the foul ball call.

What did they expect me to say? Wonderful? No. They wanted a sound bite they could run with. And I was primed to give it. Primed to blame anyone but myself. Ready to let the Boston fans take care of the issue.

“Want to know the truth?” I glared into the camera. “We lost this game because of one person, and it isn’t the umpire who clearly needs glasses. No.” I shook my head and let a dark chuckle pass through my lips. “Want a villain, Boston?” I smirked. “You’ve got one. A redheaded villain dressed in a white button-down.” I tipped my chin up. “Hopefully she knows better than to show her face in our city again.”

I was too mad to feel even the smallest bit of guilt when the Boston media ran with my statement.

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