It's a pity that plans are plans and reality is reality.
Faced with that kind of ultra-high-speed straight ball that goes straight towards the goal, no one can help but resist. The ball was thrown from the hand of the tall and thin pitcher and rushed in front of the batter like a train.
'Sure enough, this ball is extraordinary! How does this figure throw such a high ball speed! 'Shirayama shouted in his heart, if someone asked him to stand next to the driveway, in front of him would be Shinkansen High-Speed Rail who was about to roar into the station. He would be unwilling to stand too close, but in this situation.
"Good shot!"
'That's right, we have to face it! '
"Batter's out!"
As a result, he swung twice, and the third time he wanted to bet on a high inside angle ball. As a result, the opposing pitcher quickly lowered the ball path and hit it right on the edge of the high inside angle. Shirayama was struck out while standing.
"Be careful, that pitcher can lower the pitch today." According to Xibang's analysis, whether the Seido Fastball pitcher can hit Strike Zone depends on luck, which is basically half and half. With such a high ball speed, every ball can be lowered when in good condition. In that case, it is really difficult to play well, so they can only bet on his condition today.
"I know." Yibao came on the field with the bat. Anyway, he didn't think about luck at the beginning. Even if this Fastball pitcher was not good, there seemed to be a more powerful pitcher in Seido's Dugout.
Xibang found the video of the finals of the West Tokyo regional preliminaries. The first-year pitcher named 'Kōshū', in terms of maturity and mentality, does not look like a freshman who has only been in school for a few months. He is still a representative of U15 in junior high school. No matter how you look at it, he is a more troublesome existence.
If Fastball's pitcher is not good, Seido will definitely let the troublesome guy appear early, which is worse news for Xibang.
"Come on!" Yi Yi yelled, pointing at the pitcher.
As the game progressed, the atmosphere in Koshien became more and more heated. On the one hand, as it was approaching 12 noon, some spectators began to take out food to eat. On the other hand, the situation in the stadium reached a tense moment.
"Sa, audience friends, now we have come to one of the highlights of this game. Fastball pitcher of Seido vs. Monster Batter of Xibang. Who is better? We see that Seido pitcher is still warming up. I wonder what strategy they will adopt?"
"Seido's ace was hit by Sano Shuzo for two runs in the first inning, and then he directly adopted a walk strategy. Now that the pitchers have been rotated, will Seido continue to use this strategy?"
"Well, I think everyone still wants to see a showdown between strong players." High school baseball is not professional baseball, but more about children's love for baseball. It is a youth sport. In such a game, too many walks can easily affect the children's mood.
"Yes, oh, as soon as Xibang's four sticks arrived at Batter's Box, Seido started the arrest meeting."
On Pitcher's Mound, the light rain around me began to intensify at this time, and water droplets could gather on the front edge of the baseball cap. Fortunately, what Furuya fears most is the heat.
"There's still a little difference, so be sure to keep your fingers dry. If you can get him out, the momentum will suddenly fall to our side."
In the end, they still thought that they should throw a few pitches first and see if it works, and then walk the ball if it doesn't work.
Miyuki returned to home plate and hit the ground again. He could only test Strike Zone by throwing the ball on the edge. Don't throw it too sweetly.
Sano Shuzo stared at the pitcher in front, his mentality not affected. For him, it didn't matter who the opponent was. As long as he had fewer Batting Cold Zone, anyone could hit him.
When the first ball came, he followed the pitcher's release action closely, and when the ball was about to reach home plate, he started the strike with thunderous momentum.
'Low inside angle straight ball! 'Sano's conviction made him swing the bat towards the ball without hesitation with the sound of wind. But at the moment he swung it, the trajectory began to change. It was like going to a friend's house and suddenly remembering that he didn't bring his mobile phone, and the white ball began to plummet.
'Fast Forkball! ' The batter changed his striking posture, hit the ball hard, and brought it near the sideline.
"Foul Ball!"
"Fast Forkball, the first ball, almost caught up. This hitter is really an amazing person." Everyone at Seido once again realized the power of Sano Shuzo, but he himself was not satisfied.
'Tch, this is troublesome. Seido will give me very few good balls, and then the pair of pitchers may throw offensive bad balls to walk me. ' Xibang is now one point behind. As the team's fourth major, we must use our performance to drive the overall atmosphere.
Just as Sano Shuzo thought, after Fast Forkball was whipped into the super long range by Foul Ball, Seido became more cautious in shooting. Furuya's pitching showed a little instability in ball control. In the end, all the balls that were intended to be thrown to the sideline were solid balls.
"Four bad guys, let's go!"
"Hey, it's like this again." Some of the audience in the venue began to be dissatisfied. Such voices were scattered, but they also affected Furuya's mood.
"Safe!"
"Safe!"
Furuya threw several pitches to first base, and then vented his dissatisfaction on pitching.
"Ah, I'm working hard again," but this guy will be off the field after a while anyway, let him vent, the original push strategy adopted by Xibang also failed once because of Furuya's fierce pitching.
"Three out, switch sides!"
In the end, Sano left a third base, and Xibang did not score again in this inning.
Everyone was sweating coldly as they watched Furuya return to Dugout. Perhaps it was because of the comparison. Every time Furuya came on the stage, everyone sweated. This time, they managed to maintain the score without losing points. It was really lucky.
Seido doesn't have a headache here. Furuya's condition can only be tested on the court, but the probability of whether he can press the ball is half or half.
Another figure synchronously returned to Dugout, "The next game is about to start, I have a drink of water."
Then Kōshū got everyone's attention and said, "What's going on? Look at me, Maomao." '
What he didn't know was that at this time, everyone thought about the pitcher in the next inning, and their mood instantly became calmer.
Although Seido's line play was also suppressed by the opponent in this game, fortunately, it left a one-point advantage until the seventh game. From the seventh game onwards, it was handed over to Kōshū, 'Probably there will be no problem. '
"I... went to Bullpen to warm up." Kōshū always felt a little embarrassed, so he mumbled and ran out of Dugout.
In fact, he can probably understand everyone's thoughts, and he doesn't necessarily think that he can lose a point, but he will have more trust in him.
'Is it good or bad to place your hope on me like this? '
"Three out, switch sides!"
Before he could stabilize his mentality, the game was already his turn.
At this time, the rain weakened and the surrounding vision became clearer. Kōshū boarded Koshien's Pitcher's Mound for the first time. Looking up from the center of the stadium, he unexpectedly felt a lonely emotion, 'Is this stadium so big? '