“You got it, Romeo,” said Sam with a wicked grin.  Watching as Alice did her over the top wind up again, a small smile gracing her full lips.  The ball came speeding back at them, and Sam swung, connecting with the ball and sending it out towards the outfield where Helena attempted to catch it.  Helena jumped, missing the ball and having to turn and run after it.

            Sam was off in a shot, her legs pounding at the dirt, she rounded first and was at second base before the ball was back in Alice’s hands.  Sam took a comfortable lead from the second base, waving with her fingers to Shane, who had stood and taken off her mask.

            “Damn,” groaned Shane.

            “You might have to learn to cook,” said Mel with a hint of humor in her voice.

            It was the bottom of the fifth, and Harlequin was catching and Helena was at bat, a verbal sparring competition was underway, both sisters arguing over what was a strike and what wasn’t.  The crowd was rather enjoying the very confrontational game that was taking place.  Harlequin with her flowing blonde hair, was standing toe to toe with the dark haired Helena, contrast in looks, but parallels in temperament.

             In the first inning, Carmen had accidentally, on purpose, let go of the bat, and had slammed Shane on the top of the head.  Leading Shane to be treated for a small cut by Sam.  Helena had thrown the ball home to stop Harlequin from scoring, but the blonde Peabody had been safe, prompting Helena to throw her glove, hitting Jenny in the back of the head.  Tina had plowed down Bette at third base, sending both women into the dirt, cursing and name calling. 

            The second and third inning had been much of the same, more errors than scores, and more injuries than high fives.  Now, as Helena stood on first base, Shane was up and Carmen was pitching. 

            “This is going to hurt,” sighed Shane.  Taking her stance, and the first ball narrowly missed her knees.  Shane gave Mel a look, and Mel just shrugged her shoulders, calling the pitch a ball.