The roaring voices and screams dulled into white noise as another homerun was scored for the Resistance, the hitter being none other than Poe Dameron - the Resistance’s best pitcher - and his excited whoops seemed to excite the fans even further. His long legs caused him to travel with ease as he ran around the four bases of the playing field and crossed the last base once more.
Shouting with excitement, you clasped his hand in a joyous high-five as he jogged back to the team. You could detect the pride gleaming in his brown eyes from a mile away, the fans’ voices drowning out the protests of the opposing team as he beamed and waved to the next hitter, Connix, who sent him a wink when passing.
“Dameron, that’s your fifth homerun in one inning! You’re spoiling us,” you jested and gave him a hard punch to the shoulder. The Hispanic player sent you a crooked smile and trapped your head between the crest of his arm, giving a firm noogie in good humour to