Coach Brown whistled a small tune as he walked into his office on Monday morning.
"Morning Felicity" He said, wearing a brilliant grin.
"M—Morning Coach. You're in an awfully good mood today." She replied, feeling a little odd. Discover hidden stories at empire
"Really? How could you tell?" He asked playfully, taking his seat behind his desk. Usually he was rather serious around the office, but it was quite hard to keep up appearances, especially after the team had so much success over the weekend.
Instead of answering, Felicity continued her cleaning of his office before promptly leaving. Coach Brown didn't seem to mind as he opened up his laptop and jovially checked the sports headlines.
"Columbia Bobcats sweep the Stetson Cappers in 3 straight gas to begin their season strong."
The body of the article showcased Ken's broken bat ho run in the first ga as well as their great defense throughout the series. This only improved the coach's mood further.
Coach Brown opened up his emails and could see a few, including one from the Columbia board of trustees. His expression faltered briefly, but upon reading it, a wide grin appeared.
"Looks like those guys understand." He muttered with glee.
Knock Knock
"Hmm?"
"You asked for coach?"
Coach Brown looked up to see Ken standing at his doorway. In his jovial mood he had forgotten that he indeed had asked him to see him in his office.
"Ken my boy, take a seat." He said with glee.
Ken felt a little weird, but he still did as he was told. The coach was rather chipper, so it didn't look like he was in trouble or anything. It turned out that he'd been dreading the eting for nothing.
"How would you rate your performance in your opening gas?"
'Eh? What kind of a question is that?' he thought.
"I think it was solid for my first gas of college. Of course I've still got a lot to learn, so I'll be in your care." Ken responded carefully. He didn't want to seem too arrogant or too humble.
"Heh." Coach Brown grinned. "I'd say you had a stellar showing to start the season. Besides that ho run, you only gave up 2 more hits in the 7 innings you pitched. I think that deserves so praise."
Ken nodded, not sure where the coach was going with all of this. He wasn't so kid who needed constant reassurance that he was playing well since he was a typically confident guy.
Seeing that Ken wasn't acting overly enthusiastic, the coach cleared his throat. "Well it's not just who thinks you're doing well. We've been approached by a couple of magazines that want to interview you. Would you be interested?"
Ken raised his eyebrow. He wasn't expecting to get dia attention this early into the season, especially since he'd only pitched in a single ga.
"I don't see the harm in accepting." Ken replied, "What are the magazines?"
"Baseball Arica and a local one. You could probably skip the local magazine for now." Coach Brown stated. He didn't want his players focusing too much on dia, especially since Ken was just a freshman.
Not only did players have to balance their athletics, they also needed to stay on top of their academics. Adding things like dia on top of their already large schedule would be too much.
"Okay, I'll do that then."
"Excellent!" Coach Brown clapped his hands together, happy to get it out of the way. "Ah, by the way… The school board have asked for a favor…"
At this point, the coach seed rather uncomfortable, causing Ken to feel wary.
"What is it?"
"Well you see…"
A few minutes later, Ken left with a perplexed expression. Out of all the things he'd thought might happen in the eting, this was not what he expected.
It turned out that the school was rather aware of Ken's social dia presence and wanted to capitalize on it. They were offering more budget to the baseball program as a leverage for so favor from Ken.
Apparently his following was more than 20 tis that of the Columbia baseball page, sothing that he never would have expected.
But Ken knew better than to agree to any terms right away, especially since he held the power in this negotiation. Which was why he said that he needed to talk to his Social dia Manager first before agreeing.
After telling Coach Brown he had a dia manager, the guy frowned. It wasn't until he explained that it was an unofficial title and that the girl was another student at Columbia that the coach relaxed.
He had almost forgotten the rules were rather strict before the NIL deal was introduced.
Like this, Ken returned to his dorm room only to see Steve still sleeping. He had decided to give the guy a day off since they had just co back from Florida and he had a eting with the coach this morning.
Leaving the room, he went back out to the hallway and knocked on Tara's door.
The girl opened the door after a while, her hair all ssed up as if she'd just been asleep.
"Hey, have you got so ti this morning before classes?" Ken asked.
Tara didn't respond right away. She rubbed her eyes a few tis before staring at him, for a little bit.
"Oh shi—"
SLAM
Ken's nose was only inches away from being smashed by the door which had flown shut in front of his face.
"S—Sorry I'll be out in a sec!" Tara responded, seeming flustered.
Ken scratched his head, feeling at a loss. This situation had reminded him of the ti where he'd surprised Ai back in Japan. She had been wearing a green face mask back then and had also slamd the door in his face.
The mory caused Ken to let out a chuckle, his eyes dancing in amusent.
'Maybe I should call in advance whenever visiting a woman.' He mused inwardly.
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