He hit his record because the rest of the kids in Little League had no chance against his fastball.
McNab had extended his record to thirty-five straight strikeout by making the kids hanging out after the game get in line to take at-bats.
But wait! Kid thirty-six isn't cowering in fear like the rest. And he has a book. (Sound familiar?)
Jeffrey grabs a cap—so that he counts as a Little Leaguer—steps up to bat and hits a liner right at McNab's head. Literally blows his hat off.
You probably aren't surprised to hear that McNab isn't the type of kid to take this well.
He decides that he wasn't concentrating and threw a lollipop. But this time, he's going to throw some real heat.
Jeffrey wallops that real heat to deep left center.
McNab tries again. Jeffrey hits a homer.
And then? "Three more pitches. Three more home runs" (7.22).
McNab still isn't taking this well. Instead of trying to get the ball past Jeffrey, he tries to hit him.
Maniac ducks and darts and ends up hitting one aimed at his knees out to center field.
This strikes McNab as a good time for a pee break.
Several minutes later (the crowd figured it made perfect sense for a big kid to have a long pee), McNab's back.
He gets himself settled on the mound and fires another fastball at Jeffrey.
But wait—since when do baseballs have legs?
Since McNab threw Jeffrey a frogball.
Apparently Jeffrey agrees with us that trying to hit a frog for a homerun isn't very nice to the frog, so he bunts it and takes off for first base.
McNab certainly wasn't prepared to have to field a grounder, let alone a ground frog. Turns out that it isn't that easy to field a frog, and "that's how Jeffrey Magee knocked the word's first frogball for a four-bagger" (7.33).