Dave, instead of losing his nerve, flashed back at the squad, then steadied himself.
"Now, then, let her drive---not too hard," ordered Mr.Luce.
Dave let go with what he thought was an outcurve.

It didn't fool the coach.

He deliberately struck the ball, sending it rolling along the floor as a grounder.
"A little more twist to the wrist, Darrin," counseled the coach, after a scout from the squad had picked up the ball and sent it to this budding pitcher.
Dave's next delivery was struck down as easily.

Then Darrin began to grow a bit angry and much more determined.
"Don't feel put out, Darrin," counseled the coach.

"I had the batting record of my college when I was there, and I'm in better trim and nerve than you are yet.