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The next day, Michael made the trip to Condron Ballpark from the hotel which only took around 10 minutes on the bus. When he arrived, there was already quite a few people lining up to get into the stadium.
Such a thing couldn't change his mood, no, he had been waiting for this moment for far too long. Just knowing that he would be close to Ken was enough for the smile to creep back onto his face.
"Hey, watch it."
"Ah sorry about that." Michael replied. He had knocked into someone beside him by accident while daydreaming.
The man had dark skin and was athletic with thick eyebrows. Despite looking imposing, he had a kind face.
"Don't worry about it. Are you here by yourself?" He asked offhandedly.
"Yeah, flew all the way from California to be here." Michael replied with a smile.
"Oh? That's quite a way. Are you a fan of the Crocs?"
Michael shook his head vehemently. "I only came here to see one player…"
