Medical Center.
In the hallway.
Adam borrowed Sheldon's Three Strikes Theory to warn George.
Though it was his first time using it, not only George but even Lexie understood it.
Because the Three Strikes Theory was actually a baseball rule.
And baseball was the second biggest sport in the United States after football.
Almost everyone had watched it and roughly understood the rules and some famous baseball stars.
Girls were no exception.
Sheldon's twin sister Missy had even joined a baseball team as a child, becoming the first female baseball player in the area.
Well.
Actually, that was thanks to her endlessly charming Grandma.
When the baseball coach first heard about it, he had sneered, "What girl plays baseball?"
But in order to pursue Missy's Grandma, the coach could only swallow his words and accept Missy despite everyone else's confusion, mockery, and jealousy.
Um...
The old men of the same generation who had seen Missy's Grandma in her prime had been consumed by jealousy.
Baseball's influence went far beyond that.
Take the medical staff in the Medical Center emergency room.
Before hospital accidents became frequent enough to force through an eighty-hour weekly work limit and the nurses went on strike, they had all been worked like dogs, practically running nonstop.
Yet even so, the emergency room staff had formed a baseball team and squeezed out time to play several games every month.
The team had male doctors, female doctors, male nurses, and female nurses.
The female doctors and nurses were always the most enthusiastic.
Whenever newcomers arrived, regardless of gender, they all eagerly wanted to join.
Because joining meant everyone recognized them, that they had integrated into the team and become one of their own.
A glimpse of one spot revealed the whole leopard.
Against that backdrop, the moment Adam