Fifth Inning Official - The Boys of Baltimore Series, #5

I just got traded from Atlanta to the Baltimore Bay Birds. I cannot stress enough how much I. Hate. Baltimore. I grew up in New York, and the Bay Birds are my mortal enemy. Now I have to prove my worth as a pitcher if I can ever hope to play for the New York Kings someday. The sooner I get the hell out of this city, the better. I'm still not over my broken engagement, so being the maid of honor for my best friend is tough.
At least I get to sing at the wedding, which reminds me that my Broadway dreams are more important than any stupid man. Besides, I'm happy to support my dearest friend even if she has her Prince Charming and I don't. Prince Charming. That's what the gorgeous maid of honor said she was looking for, and that is definitely not me. And yet, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her since I heard her sing at the wedding.
I wanted to get out of Baltimore ASAP, but this woman somehow has me wanting to stay.