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“Hey Cap, what do you think of the new kid?”
Dean Winchester is sitting in the stands, surrounded on all sides by members of his hockey team and the football team. Most of the guys have their girlfriends snuggled against their sides. Dean is flanked by his best friend, and Alternate Captain, Castiel Novak, and his Left Wing, Gabriel Praton.
“Kid’s built like a freakin’ lumberjack. Let’s wait and see how he hits though,” Dean responds to Gabe, watching the newest member of the baseball team, Sam Remington, as he stands outside the dugout, taking practice swings with a weighted bat. He’s next up, depending on whether Adam Milligan can get on base.
“I heard Coach Henrikson scouted him from some honky tonk college in Kansas,” Cas tells Dean, but Dean isn’t paying attention.
Dean listens but doesn’t watch as Adam connects with the second pitch and drops the ball into right field. It bounces once and is caught by the outfielder, but Adam makes it to first base before the fielder can make the play. Dean can’t seem to take his eyes away from the new guy. He’s not sure if it’s the guy’s tanned and muscular arms, his toned legs, or the way his ass looks in those tight baseball pants, but something has piqued his interest.
Sam tosses his baseball cap into the dugout and jogs over to home plate, pushing a hand through his shaggy brown hair to keep it out of his eyes. He pulls on his batting helmet and cracks his neck side to side. Rolling his shoulders, he squares up to the plate and lifts the bat, preparing to swing. The pitcher from the other team eyes him as he winds up. Sam doesn’t swing at the first throw, waiting for the right moment to take his swing. The first pitch is determined a ball by the umpire. Even up in the stands Dean can see the flash of a grin across Sam’s face.
Sam swings at the third pitch, sending the ball flying into the air, headed right through center field. Sam takes off running the bases as the crowd jumps to its feet. His long legs almost blur as Sam streaks around first base and heads for second, starting to gain on Adam, who's rounding ahead of him. It becomes clear to the crowd that he doesn’t need to hurry; the ball is sailing high over the back fence of the field as he runs through second base. He begins to slow as he comes up to third base, watching the third base coach as he gestures to slow down. A grin breaks across his face as he realizes he’s hit a home run, and he jogs towards home plate. The rest of the team runs out of the dugout to congratulate him.
“Great way to join the team!” Cas shouts to Dean over the roaring crowd. The hockey team is whooping and pumping their fists. They start chanting and stomping their feet, the whole crowd joining in.
“HUNTERS! HUNTERS! HUNTERS!” the crowd chants. The guys from the football and hockey teams begin cocking pretend shotguns, and blasting them at the opposing team’s bleachers. The coaches for both teams are sitting lower down in the stands, and they all turn and glare over their shoulders at the pretend warfare. Coach Singer meets Dean’s eyes and runs a thumb across his throat, his usual ‘knock it off or else’ gesture. Dean usually sees it after he and Cas have been goofing off on the ice during a game. Being the team Captain, Dean has to set a good example though. He shouts over the crowd at his team mates to shut up. Slowly they listen and revert to clapping and chanting. The Captain of the football team, Benny Lafitte, nods at Dean and begins yelling at his team to stop as well.
The crowd settles down as the team heads back into the dugout, slapping Sam’s back and ass as they pass him by. Sam picks up his bat and follows the group as another player heads up to bat. The poor guy strikes out, ending the game. But it doesn’t matter; the East Texas Hunters have beaten the Arizona State Demons by 2 runs, thanks to Sam.
After the game, the guys head back to Cas and Dean’s apartment. They sprawl over the furniture, beers in hand. Cas boots up the video game console and is soon killing zombies alongside Benny. Gabriel kicks his feet up onto the coffee table.
“Dean, you have to come tonight. It’s gonna be nuts. You know the Rugby guys always throw a good party,” Gabriel says while texting furiously on his phone. “Plus, the whole baseball team is going. Celebrating that new guy’s home run.”
Dean glances over at him at the mention of Sam Remington. Gabriel is unaware of the change, but Dean is suddenly very interested in going to the Rugby House tonight.