"Hello."
"Hello."
The two captains were very kind, but they also knew that they couldn't stand together for too long, so they immediately separated and waited for the entrance.
"You guy, why don't you say a few words?" Isashiki started to embarrass Kōshū for some reason.
"Senior, are you referring to the collision with Kyoma University just now?"
"Yes, yes, with your words, you can definitely make the other party speechless." So in the eyes of Isashiki, what kind of image is Kōshū!
"Huh?" Kōshū let out an angry voice, but then he understood that senior Isashiki was just expressing his emotions by 'teaching' him a lesson, and did not expect his answer. In rhetoric, it is called 'borrowing things to express one's ambition', which expresses the 'author''s regret for not letting go of his harsh words just now.
"Okay, okay, let's use a bat instead of harsh words later." Senior Kominato said with a smile. Although he looked very kind, according to Kōshū's observation, every time there was a topic, Senior Kominato was always in the front, either making a fire or blowing the wind. It was not as simple as it seemed. "Otherwise our third graders Seido will be looked down upon by the other party."
Suddenly, the fighting spirit of the people in the circle suddenly rose.
Yuki Captain drew lots and came back, "I got the first attack."
"I didn't expect your luck to be so good all the way!"
The captain, who didn't know why, was patted on the shoulders and hit on the back by a circle of people. Although he didn't know why, he felt everyone's fighting spirit, and the aura around him immediately started to burn. "Then let's go to the third base side."
On the way to Dugout, the various things at Players' Tunnel can no longer be novel to these children. They have held five consecutive games in this stadium. From the beginning, everything was new, but gradually became familiar, and in the end it even seemed like they were back in their own stadium.
Of course, they in the third grade will not think about it now. This is the last game. After that, most of them will only sit in the audience for many years, drowning in the crowd, watching those players shuttle through the field, and then tell their children or relatives and friends what this Koshien Players' Tunnel looks like.
"Let's go!" The players on both sides rushed to the field, lined up in two teams, and saluted each other, "Please give me some advice!"
In their eyes, they only see the hot weather and the stadium. When they look back, they can only see the crowds of people. In the support bench behind them, there is a Seido blue.
"Yuki!"
"Isashiki!"
"Yuki-senpai!"
Lang Zhi followed him, calling the names of the players off the court, and suddenly saw Kōshū raise his head, his eyes seemed to glance here, and stayed for a second, as if he was looking for someone.
Before he had time to think, he shouted, "Brother!"
But Kōshū glanced very quickly. Even if he wanted to find Lang Zhi, the time he left for himself was too short. In the end, he just glanced and lowered his head and continued walking. The "brother" drowned in the shouts did not reach his ears.
Lang Zhi only felt that the other person's eyes were like a train, passing quickly in front of him, leaving no room for him, a passerby, to get on the train. The wind came from nowhere, making him feel hot and cold.
"Come on! Come on!" He shouted at the deserted station, but he didn't know when the train would come. It wasn't until the sound of the end of the game came over the radio that he called it a day, but he was still thinking, 'Can I get on the train tomorrow? '.
Lang Zhi's hands dropped down and he clenched his hands, 'Why should I stand here wearing the same clothes as others. '
"In one inning, Seido's offensive round, one bat, shortstop, Kuramochi."
Kyoma University Over there, the starting pitcher was indeed the third-year Nakata. Kuramochi stared at his opponent closely, and went up to the left Batter's Box. In the auditorium that had not yet quieted down, the scattered voices were like muffled thunder hitting the sky above, but they were immediately pierced by the sharp Air Raid Siren. Kuramochi's vigilance was immediately raised from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
'The pitcher nodded. '
'The pitcher turned sideways and made preparations. '
'The pitcher got his foot out. 'Kuramochi's whole body tensed up.
'Saw the ball! '
Taking a sudden step, Kuramochi drew the bat and was about to swing it. When he saw the trajectory of the incoming ball, he quickly ducked to avoid it.
"Bad ball!"
The first ball was a diagonal ball that went straight to the chest. Kuramochi chose to stand in the left batter's box and was very tough on his words, but he knew in his heart that even if he stood in the right batter's box, he still couldn't hit the ball. He was still a player who relied on his legs to get on base. So at this time, he had to stand in the left batter's box, closer to the first base bag.
'The pitcher nodded again. '
'The pitcher's got his foot out! 'Kuramochi was on high alert again, but he did not act rashly. In a bad situation, he watched the ball on the edge of the outside corner pass through his field of vision without making a hit.
"Bad ball!"
Kyoma University's catcher observed the hitter next to him through the gap in his mask, 'Has this guy been so cautious before? Seido shouldn't be the type to attack immediately from the start? '
In this case, the catcher hits the pitcher Signals.
Nakata nodded, he could understand the catcher's decision. Although the opponent did not attack these two balls, he could see that the hitter was preparing for each ball, 'Do you want to choose the ball carefully? '
So at this time, you can only throw a good ball that touches the edge of the outside corner to see if the opponent can hit it. The opponent should be cautious, and you should be even more cautious when shooting.
However, the opening required such precise ball control, which was a bit difficult for Nakata, who was not yet in his best condition. His Outside Corner Ball went all the way to the inside corner.
The catcher quickly moved his glove, but before he could catch the ball, a bat appeared in front of him, blocking the incoming ball.
"Bump--" Kuramochi sensed the ball being hit, and immediately turned around and ran towards first base.
"Hurry up!" The voice of the first base finger was right in front.
In the peripheral vision, the Kyoma University players on the first base side were looking further into the field, and they were also shouting, "Hurry up!"
In front, the first baseman's glove palm was facing outward, waiting for the ball to come. Kuramochi rushed towards it, and then heard the muffled sound of the ball entering the glove, "Safe!"
He got up, his heart beating violently, and his chest hurt from the impact. He didn't even know where he hit, and without asking, he put on his gloves and left the first base bag.
'Looks like he's going to steal a base. '
Nakata threw two hard shots, which actually made Kuramochi, who was breathing again, farther away from the base.
Senior Kominato smiled kindly. In terms of cooperation, he and Kuramochi were among the best among Seido, especially the cooperation between the bases, to the point where they could understand each other's actions even without Signals.
Kyoma University's catcher has been watching the action of the second bat. What he can be sure of is that Seido's first bat will definitely steal a base, but will it be a hit and run? 'In short, let's throw a bad ball in the outside corner first! '
The pitcher glanced at the runner behind him and threw the ball quickly. The catcher immediately stood up and prepared to pass to second base for a kill, but Kuramochi pounced on the first base bag without hesitation. At the same time, Batter's Box's second bat didn't have any breath of swing.
'Damn it, I was cheated of a bad goal number. '
As soon as I got to work today, I was asked to submit a Gantt chart for the product launch. After communicating with the other party, I found that it might be postponed because of the poor progress?? So I wrote two Gantt charts for her based on the air...
On the first day of work, my skin is already tight