Ben caught the ball and streaked down the field his own self, faking to one side as he neared before rolling to the other and tossing it through one of the hoops. It was an easy fake, and it should have been blocked. He frowned, wondering if it was time to get a new catcher. But that really wasn't his call.
Flying back toward Jacob, he looked to the other players a moment before gazing to the captain, eyebrows raised.