I got the dreaded phone call, the one every baseball player hopes and prays never comes. I was traded—yeah, that phone call—traded from my long-time team of over ten years to not just any team...to my childhood rivals, the Chicago Rebels.I was completely and utterly screwed, right? Wrong. The trade was the least of my concerns. I met a girl, Natalie. She was perfect, but I swore I would never get involved with anyone during the season. It was too complicated. But can you believe I had zero restraint when it came to this girl? I couldn't get her out of my head and the more I talked to her the more I realized I needed her in my life.So what's the problem? Why am I screwed? Because, Natalie, the girl I can't stop crushing on, yeah...she's married...At least, that's what I was told...
