MLB Imagines

Jason Kipnis (Cleveland Indians)

Jason & Madison

My Spring Break synced perfectly with Spring Training. Knowing how bad I wanted to go every year, my mom bought me a plane ticket to Florida to see my favorite team do what they did best. After a very long plane ride, I finally arrived. Thankfully, my hotel was close to the practice field.

After a quick shower, I decided to get dressed. Not wanting to be too revealing but also comfortable in the surprisingly warm Florida, I picked out a pair of white shorts and my favorite Kipnis jersey. Satisfied with my appearance, I was soon out the door and on the way to the field.

Since there weren't many fans, we were all allowed to come on the field and try to meet some players. I of course ran straight towards Jason. Being the klutz I was, I tripped over third base and slammed straight into someone. Their strong arms caught me, steadying me and letting me stand on my own.

"Holy shit," was all I could spit out.

I ran into my favorite player. I ran into Jason Kipnis.

"Woah there. You all right?" He asked, cocking his head to the side and steadying me.

All of the color flushed out of my face then went right into my cheeks.

"I'm so sorry," I blurted, taking a step away from him.

He countered it, taking a step forward and we were back where we started.

"I'm Jason, what's your name?" He asked.

"Madison."

"Madison, that's pretty. Who're you here for Madison?"

"You, actually." I silently cursed myself for giving him the real answer.

He chuckled and laid a hand on my shoulder.

"Listen, Madison. How about you and I go toss the ball back and forth. Get to know one another better. Whaddya say?"

I looked up and smiled. "I'd like that."