Sano walked from the strike preparation area to the field, and met the angry faces of Sanbang.
"What's wrong?"
Sanbang returned with a distorted facial expression, "The catcher took him away, two Outside Corner Ball, and one Middle-Middle Ball!"
"Hongzhong?" As a result, the third stick was so immersed in his own emotions that he forgot to pass on his thoughts to the fourth stick.
Sano felt the rare anger among the three sticks, and the warning line in his heart regarding the arrest of this pair was quietly raised.
"Hey, audience friends, if you are in front of the TV or the radio, please don't go away. We are about to come to one of the highlights of this game. Who can win the competition between Seido, the first-year ace, and Monster Batter from Xibang?" In the director's room, the host started to say some middle-grade words again to attract the audience.
"Ah, we see that the meeting has begun. During this time, let's discuss the outcome of the duel, Honda-san, what do you think?"
"Well, it's hard to say. After all, facing Seido's third-year ace, Mr. Sano has already proven himself through Home Run. Now he is almost the best in this game. The last time he appeared, can there be another Home Run?" The gray-haired old man was talking about something in his seat, looking at the court, hoping that the pair of shooters would end the timeout quickly and let the results come out quickly.
But at this time on Pitcher's Mound, the harmonious atmosphere of mutual encouragement that everyone thought did not exist.
"What do you mean by 'if you are caught in a rhythm, walk out?'" Kōshū's words hidden under his gloves were very aggressive.
"That is to say..." Miyuki wanted to explain, but the other party didn't give him any time to speak.
"It's two outs now, why can't we fight against four bats? The seniors think that I'm not strong enough to deal with Xibang's four bats." It's still an upward trend. As a result, Miyuki came up and communicated about the walk. It's no wonder that Kōshū was unhappy.
For Kōshū, who controls the ball extremely accurately, there are rarely any bad balls caused by inaccurate control. If he walks the opponent four times, it means that every bad ball is thrown consciously.
Equivalently, every time a ball is thrown, Kōshū has to bow to the opponent on Pitcher's Mound and say, "I can't beat you, I'm sorry!"
Shoot another ball, bow to the opponent again and say "I can't beat you!"
How could he be happy if he did this four times?
"I understand, I understand, so it's just..." Miyuki was sweating on his forehead. Sure enough, it was right to call a timeout. It would be terrible if he got angry and refused to cooperate when pitching.
"Huh -" Kōshū took a deep breath and paused for two seconds. Miyuki watched the pitcher's series of actions nervously. Finally, Kōshū suppressed the annoyance caused by the walk just now and thought with a rational mind, "I understand. There is only one advantage now. If the batter is allowed to hit Home Run, it will be even more disadvantageous for us."
"... You understand. How are you feeling now?" Miyuki said. He didn't have time to do anything to ease the other person's mood. He was bombarded by words like a bomb and couldn't get in the conversation. Now this guy quickly recovered on his own. "How should I put it? It feels so complicated. It feels like a subordinate is causing trouble and the boss is filling the hole?" '
Glancing at Miyuki across from him, Kōshū calmed down and felt an indescribable feeling for a moment, "It's okay, but I'm even more curious now. Do you treat senior Tanba like this too?"
"What kind?"
"I just came up with no foreshadowing and just said my thoughts directly..."
"Probably?"
"Then I understand. Senior Tanba has always felt like this."
Miyuki doesn't know why the topic turned to this, but I understand that Kōshū is now criticizing his ability to comfort pitchers that needs to be improved.
In the broadcast room, the on-field screen finally showed that the shooting timeout was over.
"Finally the real showdown begins."
On Batter's Box, Sano Shuzo had already taken advantage of the surrender meeting to have a meeting, and he practiced two times of imaginary exercises on Batter's Box, saying, 'You must not be sent out! ' If he goes directly to first base, it will not contribute to the team's victory at all.
"Play ball!"
"Huh——" The pitcher on Pitcher's Mound and the hitter on Batter's Box took a deep breath at the same time, preparing for the following duel.
Miyuki looked at the batter's thick thighs and arms and said, "Swinging the bat was as easy as swinging a toothpick." He recalled the air stirred up by the bat in the previous innings. He had to admit that compared to the bright-eyed pitcher opposite, he, the catcher, had been affected by Sano's swing, and his mind began to become conservative.
'The road to victory must not be hasty or slow, but must be steady! Come on, first pitch! '
When the pitcher saw Signals, he immediately stepped forward without any hesitation and threw the fearless ball to home plate. With no flinching, the ball seemed to float even more.
The direction is the batter's face!
Sano Lean back and let the ball fly past the space in front of you.
"Bad ball!"
'It looks like I won't be walked out this time. ' Feeling the pitcher's fighting spirit, Sano smiled, 'Only one point to tie! '
Kōshū on Pitcher's Mound saw the next Signals. He was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
'Another inside-corner high ball, right-hand and left-hand pitching at this position will make them have the urge to hit, so this ball must be accurately controlled in the corner. '
Kōshū Lift your legs.
'Status is business as usual. '
Then my mind sank to the bottom of the lake, to find the pitching feeling that best met the requirements, find the feeling of dialing the ball, and then throw it in one breath!
Sano sees the ball coming, and his body instinct has already judged that it is a good ball that touches the edge of the inside corner, so he must take action! He was already swinging the bat very fast, and he could clearly feel the difference in the ball when he released it. When he approached Home Plate, the ball's original downward path began to arc upward.
'This float is too exaggerated! ' His arms were constantly adjusting his stick to move upward during the swing, but it was too late.
"Bump--" missed the center of the baseball and rubbed behind it, forming a Foul Ball ball.
"The bat has been swung too slowly. Did this guy hit the ball so fast just now?" A buzzing discussion began in Xibang's Dugout.
But the shooting on the field was not intended to give the four sticks time to think.
'The next ball is from Strike Zone in the outside corner to Two-Seam Fastball in the outside corner bad ball zone. Be sure not to change too early. '
Kōshū nodded, 'Believe in the guidance from the other side, I just need to complete every ball to a high standard! ' Find the right situation and shoot the ball quickly.
At the same time, Sano, who had almost guessed that the next ball would be in the outside corner, also started immediately.
'This ball speed is Changeup! Sideline? Is it a good shot or a bad shot? No matter what it is, it's better to have a hit than a walk! ' The batter's start was as fast as lightning. When the ball was almost going into the base, he swung the bat in place, trying to hit the center of the ball this time.
But he was disappointed again. The trajectory of the ball did not go to the outside corner of the strike zone as he expected. Instead, he turned his back and ran towards the bad zone.
"What is that?" he shouted, but then answered himself, "Two-Seam Fastball?"
'Damn it, I was still too anxious. If I wait a little longer, I can tell it's a bad ball. ' The batter took another deep breath, this time it was two good and one bad. If he was struck out, the team's momentum would probably be greatly reduced.
'What is it? What ball will be next? ' A ball appeared, 'Damn it, it's that Changeup who hasn't pitched in this game! '
That ghostly trajectory was clearly carved in Sano's mind, and it also made him understand that he had no way out, 'Damn it, if I hadn't been in a hurry just now... '
But Seido's throw won't give him a chance to regret it. The next ball was indeed——
"Changeup! Pitched again in this inning! Sure enough, there is no problem with this pitcher's Changeup!" Xibang's Dugout exploded all of a sudden. Just now, they were still speculating whether this pitcher's Changeup couldn't throw too many Changeup.
The result is the next second..
"Three out, switch sides!"
After the referee pronounced the verdict, Sano took the empty bat and shouted loudly at home plate, "Ah!——"
He has almost understood that there will be no next fight.
Watching the holiday end was like witnessing a massacre of workers