"Big Spicy Shrimp!" The three sticks, Isashiki, were in a mess, and I don't know how he struck out.
"Oh——" Kōshū led Eijun in applauding Dugout.
This time it was two outs and one base was occupied, and the batting was extended to Seido's four-base hit.
'What a disgusting striking position. 'Yang Shunchen looked at Batter's Box, and the man who was staring at him became cautious for a moment. He must not be a simple person who can serve as a powerful four-stick player. Let's test it at this time. He hit Signals to the catcher.
"Well... that pitcher is really working hard. He has to think about Pitching Strategy besides pitching." He said this, but the expression on Kōshū's face was not like this. He was even a little curious as to why the person opposite wanted to play baseball in a public school. He worked so hard, but the return on investment ratio was actually very low.
"Did he think he was acting in a TV series? A lonely hero or something." Kōshū muttered the last sentence, but unexpectedly it was heard by Eijun next to him.
"Baseball..." Although Sawamura is usually quite normal, in fact he has no intention of offending others at all, so the way he refutes or persuades others is usually with momentum and passion, but obviously Kōshū would not be led away so simply, so he was thinking about how to organize his words: "Because we are partners, we play baseball, not because we play baseball, so we are partners. He is in such a school, leading the whole team, I think this also constitutes his enjoyment of playing baseball."
"Huh?" Kōshū was confused for a moment, but he immediately understood. This person was thinking of himself again. He once thought the same way, so he took his friends and started playing baseball from scratch. However, in the end, he abandoned his friends and came to Tokyo for baseball. How can I say this without being ironic?
But Kōshū did not speak sarcastically. He pressed Eijun's hat. "Instead of thinking about this here, why not think about whether you have a chance to play in this game!"
"Hey! I'm going to start warming up in the fourth round!"
"What does that mean? Yosi, at the beginning of this inning, I will use a method to save energy and try to pitch until the ninth inning!"
"Brother, you were the one who said I had a chance!"
"I didn't say that. I just let you think about it. There's nothing wrong with thinking about it, right? You can arrange your daydream as you wish!"
"Mmmmm -" Eijun was so angry, but he had no choice. The decision-making power still rested with the supervisor.
While Dugout was noisy, Yuki on Batter's Box was motionless.
'Tch——Bait Ball Don't fight at all, it's really difficult to deal with. 'Yang Shunchen took a deep breath and decided to risk a duel, using Changeup from the outside corner.
"Touch——"
"Left field!"
Mingchuan's left fielder was knocked down by himself, and he made a diving catch. He just happened to catch the ball, and Yuki, who was running halfway through the bases, slowed down.
"Ah, good luck, Mingchuan."
"This is fine."
"Hahaha, it must have been a fall."
There was obviously a little more discussion in the audience. This was the first interesting point that ordinary spectators like them saw in this game. After all, they were just here to watch the game. More own goals or even funny points would be better.
Pitcher's Mound had just sent away the energetic Mingchuan player and welcomed a new pitcher. Kōshū used his feet to smooth the soil in front of Pitcher's Mound, then dug a hole, and finally walked around Pitcher's Mound in a small circle. This was a new habit he had developed recently, which he simply called 'relaxation method 2.0'.
Compared with 1.0, which only relaxes the muscles of the body, 2.0 aims to cultivate a set of habitual movements. Every time he completes this set of movements, it is like finding a familiar piece of driftwood on the vast ocean, which will allow him to quickly become familiar with the environment. Although he is not nervous now, habitual movements are only useful if he develops a habit. It is useless now. In future competitions, there will definitely be times when he will be nervous.
So, how to get the opponent out of the game in the first game? Kōshū looked closely at Miyuki's Signals.
'The first ball is the outside corner, but it's on the sideline, which means——'
"Good ball!" Outside Low Corner, half a ball came in.
'Are you going to start affecting the judge's judgment now? '
"Good ball!" The inside angle was high, and it hit the chest just right. The batter was forced back by the ball, but what he heard in his ears was the sound of a good ball.
Miyuki patted the armor on his chest and said, 'Since the opponent has already obtained the impression points of accurate ball control, we cannot suffer in vain. Next ball, Inside Corner Ball at the knee! '
"Good ball! Batter out!"
Mingchuan's second shot didn't get any useful information from the first shot. He only looked at it from the side and could feel the power of the ball. The ball speed was over 140, and he could control the ball in the corners just like Yang.
"Good shot!"
"Good shot!"
"Batter's out!"
Mingchuan's Dugout became silent. For such a pitcher, they had trained the pitching machine before, but it was still too early to hit the ball and play well.
"The opponent is a first-year player. The lack of training for a year is real. He was a junior high school student a few months ago. Don't be afraid of that ball. If you hit it a few more times, he will always show his flaws." Coach Ogata encouraged his own Dugout.
"Yes, in previous years we were in the first round, but this year it was all thanks to Shunchen that we were able to compete with a powerhouse like Seido to qualify for the top 8."
"Yes, the game has just started now, it's too early to say anything!"
The encouragement from Mingchuan Dugout immediately increased. Batter's Box took the three sticks and bravely took action for the next ball, "touch——"
He failed to break through the defense between second and third base, but his active bat also responded to Dugout's encouragement. Even in the second half of the first inning, Mingchuan's batter was beaten by Three Up, Three Down, but it did not affect their fighting spirit at all.
In the first half of the second inning, Masuko guessed the wrong ball type and was squeezed by a Inside Corner Ball, causing him to fly high in the infield. The next pitch of Miyuki had no one on base, so he naturally ended in despair. After six pitches of Kōshū, his cadence was obviously faster.
But at this time, Kōshū is no longer in the mood to laugh at others. In the past, he used corner kicks to disgust others, but now he has to face this kind of kick.
"Huh--" He took a deep breath and prepared the striking action, "High inside angle?" Outside Low Corner? Well, there won't be particularly easy balls anyway, and the bad balls on the sideline must be destroyed, otherwise it will be easy to misjudge and get struck out while standing.'
"Foul Ball!"
"Foul Ball!"
"Foul Ball!"*5
"How many goals has he already hit?"
"Haha, isn't this Seido's pitcher? Why, are the two pitchers torturing each other's physical strength?"
"If this guy keeps playing like this, aren't he afraid that he won't be able to shoot the ball well?"
The audience finally saw something interesting again and started to discuss it.
'Tch—let's have a nice shot—but that's obviously impossible.. 'Kōshū is now being chased by two good balls for a long time and hits the ball as soon as he sees it. He is not as skillful as Senior Kominato's Hitting Techniques. He can only focus on the ball with his eyes and wait for the ball to be at hand before hitting it.
"Huh-huh-" After shooting so many balls in a row, Yang Shunchen's physical exhaustion suddenly increased.
The next ball, Curveball, Kōshū on the outer corner sideline looked at the path of the ball and had to take another shot, but this time it failed to form a Foul Ball ball and hit it near Pitcher's Mound. Yang Shunchen quickly came down and blocked it at first base.
"Three out, switch sides!"
"Ah - we still couldn't score points." Kōshū slowly walked back to Dugout. He had rushed for a short distance just now and had to give himself time to recover. But at this time, someone didn't understand and was still shouting, "What's wrong, brother, don't be disappointed, I believe you can definitely win! Now focus on defense first!"
"Ze——Village——"
By the way, there's another thrilling thing happening this morning. I'm done for the weekend! Complete! forget! remember! There was a meeting on Monday morning, and I didn't even prepare the PPT. Fortunately, someone mentioned it. Fortunately, I have the habit of saving data. It took me an hour and a half to make an 8-page ppt. If I had done it normally, it would have taken two and a half hours. So, deadlock is really productivity. Even when I talked about it this morning, my voice was shaking. I was scared!! I never dare to feel this kind of life-and-death race again!!!
Later, I was scolded by the boss, saying that what she wanted to present was not on it, and she disagreed with my logic, so I just got scolded...