MLB Imagines

Scooter Gennett (Milwaukee Brewers)

Scooter & Sadie

My friend and I were baking a cake while the Brewers game was on. Although my boyfriend was on the team and I went to games often, it was nice to stay at home and lounge while still keeping up with what he was doing.

"Oh my goodness, this icing is so good," she said, holding out her finger so I could taste it.

"And a line drive to Gennett! Oh, straight to the face! Scooter Gennett is down and the crowd is on its feet!" I heard from the tv.

I ran into the living room and saw Scooter on the ground, both hands covering his face. Before I could react, my phone started ringing.

"Hello?"

"Sadie?"

It was the Brewers manager.

"This is she."

"Scooter has just been hit by a pitch. We'll be taking him to Rogers Memorial Hospital. Meet us there in fifteen minutes."

I hung up and threw a pair of shoes on and grabbed my keys.

"Scooter's hurt. I'm going to the hospital but I'll be back.

...

After a wait that was more like an eternity, I was allowed back into Scooter's room. I probably should've prepared myself for what he would look like.

His left eye was black and blue and completely swollen shut, and he had a huge cut from his eye, through his cheek, and ended on his chin.

"Hey Sadie," he croaked.

"Does anything hurt? Are you okay?" I asked, not really sure how to approach him.

He motioned me over and I did so, sitting down in the chair beside him. He grabbed one of my hands and looked up at the ceiling, sighing.

"I have a fracture in my left cheek and right above my eyebrow. I'l probably be out for a month so they can run more tests, but I don't have a concussion thank goodness."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. The thought of him having a concussion was a very scary thing, and even though his face was fractured, it was relieving to know nothing happened to his brain.

He turned and looked at me, furrowing his brows as best he could. I mimicked his look and shrugged my shoulders.

"Is that frosting on your chin?"