Mike reached back over the wall and grabbed one of the empty plastic bags on the counter. He checked to make sure it was clean and dry, and then slid Babe Ruth’s baseball glove from the pizza box into the bag. He closed the pizza box, set it back down on the counter, and stepped away from the stand.

Kate was still tasting soup. Mike pointed to a hot dog cart a little farther down the hallway and motioned for her to meet him there.

A few moments later, Mike opened the plastic bag for Kate.

“You found the glove!” Kate whispered.

“Yes!” Mike said. “We’ve got to tell Flaps right away. I bet he’ll pitch better knowing we’ve found the thief. Then we can turn it in to security and have them arrest the soup man.”

Mike and Kate raced through the stadium and down the escalators to the lower level, where they ran to the aisle leading to the dugout. As they scrambled down the steps toward the field, a huge roar rose up from the Orioles fans. Many sprang to their feet to cheer and clap.

It was the bottom of the sixth inning. Flaps had gotten out of the last inning without giving up any more runs. And better yet, the Orioles had two runners on base and no outs. But they were still four runs behind Seattle.

All the clapping and cheering made it easy for Kate and Mike to jog to the very end of the aisle. It ran right next to the edge of the Orioles’ dugout. Kate leaned over the small railing and waved her hands for attention. Finally, she caught the eye of an Orioles batboy and called him over.

“Please tell Flaps we found Babe Ruth’s missing glove!” Kate said above the noise of the fans.

“Sure,” the batboy said. He walked to the far side of the dugout, where Flaps was keeping his pitching arm warm in a jacket. The batboy whispered something in his ear.

Flaps looked over at Mike and Kate. He had a huge smile on his face and gave them a thumbs-up.

As the batboy was walking back, the fans exploded in cheers. The Orioles batter had hit a home run! Mike and Kate turned and watched as the ball sailed over the wall and landed in the Flag Court. The runners circled the bases and high-fived as they crossed home plate. With one hit, the Orioles had cut Seattle’s lead to one run!

Kate felt a nudge on her arm. “Flaps says thanks!” the batboy said. “Because of you two, he’s ready to get out there and shut Seattle down! He also said to meet him by the statue of Babe Ruth an hour after the game.”

“Sure,” Kate said. “Thanks for helping.”

Mike and Kate stepped away from the dugout. The next Orioles batter walked up to the plate, and the fans settled back into their seats. “Come on,” Kate said to Mike. “Let’s turn the glove in and tell security about the soup man so they can arrest him.”

“Okay,” Mike said. “But then I want to head back to our seats to watch the game. Maybe Flaps will pitch just like Babe Ruth now!”