The way the Diamond runs their minor league games almost ensures the home and visiting teams never interact. Between the top and bottom of each inning, the mascot gyrates on the roof of the home team dugout while local vendors host silly contests designed to boost the crowd’s morale. There’s never a moment where the home team is coming in and the visitors pass them as they take the field, or vice versa. Rob never has to worry about actually running into Mike during the game until the guy comes up to bat.
Rob pushes all thought from his head, clearing it as he faces off against the batter. Nothing else exists for him but the man poised to swing on home plate. He won’t even let himself look out the corner of his eye at the visitor’s dugout. He’s committed to the game, full on, bring it. As
