The last day's game was against Kanagawa, a famous team. Most of Seido's teams played as substitutes, and Miyauchi Senior was also the catcher. The opponent did not send out their main players. The whole game was quite satisfactory. Although it was the finals, everyone who watched the game felt that it was not even as exciting as the semi-finals.
This can't be blamed on the supervision of both sides. Summer is coming soon. After a week's rest, each team will start Training Camp for summer. Anyway, it's already the finals, so let all the players who have not played in the game play.
The final score was 6:5, and Seido won by one point.
After a short period of happiness, we will soon face the summer qualifiers again.
First grade returns to the five-person team.
"Eh? What's your specialty?" Kōshū was asked by Sawamura. Although he has been learning baseball for two years, he has only encountered pitchers similar to Sawamura. There is Shibasaki-kun. Due to the innate physical condition, he cannot throw the ball at the speed, so he can only change his posture and hone Changeup, but this obviously cannot be said for Sawamura.
"What is it? What did senior Chris say."
"He asked me to think about it myself! But I couldn't figure it out at all." Seeing that Sawamura was about to lose his mind, Kōshū showed him the way again.
"Or you can ask Teacher Takashima why he picked you up from Nagano back then."
"Well, well, that's it." Sawamura took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote down, "Hey, pick it up?"
"Don't worry about these details," Kōshū turned to the other friends and asked, "Do you have any clues?"
"No." Lang Zhi cherishes words like gold.
"It's fun to defend behind Eijun. The ball keeps coming." Haruichi was thinking seriously, "And in the last practice game, you didn't throw four bad shots."
"But he got a dozen hits." Lang Zhi hit again.
"Where is Furuya?" Furuya shook his head honestly. He couldn't even figure out his own pitching. How could he understand this?
"Yo west, then I'll ask Teacher Takashima in the afternoon."
That night, Sawamura rushed to Kōshū's room.
"Kōshū, I know, my characteristics!"
Kōshū is struggling with homework at the moment. Good guy, after this series of competitions, I have left behind a lot of lessons. After classes resumed today, I really don't understand them at all.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly!" I was still in a hurry to catch up on my homework.
"My characteristics are momentum and Changeup!"
"I can agree with the momentum, but Changeup, would you vote for any Changeup now?" Because Kōshū has always thought that Changeup is one of those fixed How could Eijun, a pitcher who can't even Four-Seam Fastball, throw Changeup, but it is undeniable that his ball will indeed run around at the end, "That should be called tail power."
"Yes, Wei Jin!" Eijun was very happy, and someone echoed him, "But what does Wei Jin mean?" Okay, the next moment he showed his idiot nature again.
"Hey——, the so-called tail strength is the change that is revealed at the end. My speed is fast, and the upward drift caused by it counts as one, and your random running counts as one. Generally speaking, tail strength is the collective name for these two states that are difficult to fight."
"Then, how should I hone my tail strength?" Senior Chris said some unintelligible words.
"In short, you should practice the lower plate first before talking about other things."
"Is it running again? I have been running for almost two months."
"Then add strength training and practice Chris's menu more than once every day." Kōshū gradually became perfunctory. If there is always someone around you who can be beaten and scolded but still maintains enthusiasm, it will probably become like this.
"Damn it, Mu Mu Mu - you are all trying to deal with me. If you don't explain it clearly, how can I understand it? No matter what, I'm going to pitch!"
"Yeah." Kōshū's last perfunctory reply was covered by the sound of the door closing. He barely spared a quarter of a second to think about whether he had gone too far, but with three-quarters of a second left, he thought about what Shen Qing might look like if he didn't study well, and quickly put away his pity. If he had this skill, it would be better to pity himself. Whose child would ask for his academic performance when he plays baseball?
But in Eijun's heart, which is out of everyone's reach, he actually disagrees with the answer he got, 'Momentum and momentum, are these really what the team needs? '
What the team needs, think about the other two first-year players. They both have a ball speed of over 140, but I only have a speed of less than 130. "Following my heart, I still want to improve my ball speed. At least, I can't be too different from them in this regard." '
Therefore, no one can look at their own life from God's perspective. Chris and Kōshū, a catcher and a pitcher, both told Eijun as people who have experienced it, not to worry and to grow up slowly, but they We can't really understand the world that Eijun sees. From Eijun's perspective, he betrayed his family friends in order to one day fulfill everyone's wishes as a pitcher in Koshien, but now——
He couldn't even enter First String. Even if Seido could enter Koshien this year, so what. He could only watch in the audience, and maybe he would meet his friends. Just thinking about that scene made him suffer in his heart.
'I came to Tokyo not to compete in Second String, I came to become a real ace. ' In this case, except for the first few days when he arrived at Seido, he could only shout a few words in his heart.
"Huh-huh-there are still 20 balls." Eijun wiped the sweat from his forehead. There was a square painted on the far wall, which was the range of Strike Zone. He didn't need to control the ball to the same level as Kōshū, but at least he had to be able to hit Four-Quadrant Grid, because he always liked to hit reds, and Ono Senior was already crazy about him.
"The posture is messy," Eijun, who was concentrating on pitching, suddenly heard the supervisor's voice coming from the darkness. "The more you try to speed up your ball, the more uncoordinated your body becomes."
"Ah, it's Sunglasses Bro!" Eijun suddenly got off his seat. Since the arrival of Seido, he has become more and more proficient in sitting down. "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Coach!"
"What time is it? Do you think that blindly practicing more will only hurt the body? Chris's training should not include this, right? Why don't you follow his menu? I heard Kōshū say that you can already understand the meaning of Chris's training menu, so why?"
"Because I want to grow up as quickly as possible and let them see that their efforts are rewarded, especially senior Chris. There are only a few months left, and I don't know what it will be like, but at least, I don't want to regret it."
"Haha——" Kataoka Manager chuckled, but he was a very interesting kid, "In short, you are not allowed to practice like this. If you still want to practice on your own, practice your pitching movements well. Listen carefully, you cannot increase the speed of the ball by just using your arm strength. Even with your current physical fitness, a large part of your strength is wasted. The important thing is to prevent the loss of energy. Don't kick off your body before pitching."
He gestured with one hand. "Use the gloved hand to build a wall. You can't push it away before throwing the ball. Accumulate strength like a bow. Use the rotation of the lower body to drive the upper body, and throw it out with the last breath."
Passing the towel to Eijun, "Come and try it."
"Hi!"
Then, according to seniors who were running nearby that night, they heard a very loud slapping sound mixed with people shouting. It was probably the sound of the wind. The wind at night was really noisy.