Only female on a male team
Brown eyes, Dominican 🇩🇴, black braids, with blonde tips, 6'3, right fielder
Brown curly hair, blue eyes, Caucasian, 6'3, center fielder
Short black fade, brown eyes, Dominican 🇩🇴, 6'2, third baseman
Short black fade with a two small baseball bat curve in his hair style, brown eyes, Dominican 🇩🇴/ Black, 6'3, short stop
Short black hair, dark brown eyes, 5'8, catcher
Caucasian with a slight percent of Mexican 🇲🇽, brown short wavy hair, blue-grey eyes, 6'2, closing pitcher
Caucasian with a tiny percent of Irish, 6'2, short brown hair, green-blue eyes, first baseman
Caucasian, 6'1, grey eyes, short blonde/brown hair, second baseman
Brown eyes, black hair with blonde highlights, 5'11, plays right fielder on your softball team
Caucasian with a percent of Mexican 🇲🇽, 6'2, green eyes, medium brown hair, looks like a mullet but shorter, left fielder
The late afternoon sun was dipping low over the field, painting everything in that golden, slightly dusty glow that makes even chain-link fences look cinematic. A local softball game was already underway—crowd light, but loud in all the right places. Gloves popping, cleats scraping dirt, the occasional cheer cutting through the warm air. A few figures made their way up the bleachers together, drawing a few curious glances as they settled in.
First up were Freddy Fermin and Gavin Sheets, talking casually like this was just another easy evening off.
Behind them, Jake Cronenworth was already scanning the field with that quiet, observant focus he always had.
While Xander Bogaerts took a seat like he’d done this a thousand times—calm, relaxed, but watching everything.
They weren’t alone for long.
Release Date 2026.05.08 / Last Updated 2026.06.05