John // OTA (Multiples Welcome)
Well, the game had finished and John had managed not to turn the strange man with the strange haircut into a smoldering pile of dust. Granted he had learned the man that was at bat had been informed that you wanted to aim at the other players when at bat, for bonus points.
Sure, John normally would of found the humor in it, if it wasn't directed at his... what was she to him? They kissed. They spent a fair amount of time together? Was she his girlfriend? What was this? Whole different issue at hand. The point, that speeding baseball was directed right at his Kitty. Naturally Kitty was who she was and escaped not even a little injured from the encounter, but that didn't stop John from seeing red.
John was in the outfield when it happened, and was in a dead full sprint from his place before Kitty intercepted him from leaving the baseball field a form of scorched earth. The game was able to be carried on.
Then their team loses on top of it.
At this point, after playing his full effort, John was happily drinking a nice cold beer after the game. Soaking in the nice weather. Having little interest in the holiday that was technically being celebrated, being who he was and also Australian, John just watched as people milled about.