"Strike!" The home plate umpire decisively called it.
From the stands of Ow Mountain Wild Field, exclamations and audible gasps echoed simultaneously.
Pujols frowned slightly and glanced at the umpire, expressing his disagreement in this manner—he was nothing like Harper, an impulsive young player. Direct confrontations with the umpire would only put him at a disadvantage. As an experienced legendary batter, Pujols had his own way of exerting pressure.
Briefly stepping out of the batter's box to adjust his stance, Pujols cast his gaze toward the pitcher's mound, his face void of expression. It was as if he was saying, "Young man, I'll remember that pitch."
