Not bad, but running doesn't go well....

You miss the first pitch, but after some uncomfortable shuffling in place, your bat connects and you send the ball flying out towards left field. You drop the bat, connect eyes with Chris who was waiting behind you to bat, and for a moment, you forget your near nudity as you run for first base. You see the girl who was on third run into home, so you feel good at the one run you've batted in, and potentially another as a different teammate stops on third to take her place. But then you get greedy as you run past first towards second base. Or maybe it's the opposing teams first-baseman who gets greedy, considering what she does.

You see the ball get thrown to the third base, thankfully too late to count your teammate out, but as it hurtles towards second from the opposite side you were doing the same, you feel a tug from behind, and realize what's happening too late to slow down; the girl on the enemy team has her index finger just barely hooked into your boxers, the waistband straining as you try to slow down, but at the very least you know the girl behind you is getting an unimpeded glance at your bare butt, and the fabric in front is getting pressed tight to your package, leaving little to the imagination. You feel the fabric start to tear, and slide to the ground in an effort to get back on first and get this lady's hand out of your pants, but as you scramble back to the base you collide with her legs, and she collapses in a heap on top of you.

You quickly throw an arm out onto the base; you know you're safe at least, but as you look down at your boxers and the girl whose hands are a bit too close for comfort, you're certain they're in bad shape....