It is not easy to be the fourth player in the Kyoma University team. This old man is simply a devil. In the harsh weather conditions of Hokkaido, he will not give you any excuse to avoid training. And when you get on this train, you can't even think about escaping. After you have stayed in that hell-like place for a semester, all your arrogance will have to be smoothed away.
"Why are you better than those people? They use better equipment and can start training directly when they come to the baseball field every day. But as for you, before training in winter, you have to shovel the snow off the baseball field. Only if you win against them can your hard work be seen. If you lose, Haha, those are just the tears of losers, no one will care!" This is what Nitta Manager told them before coming to Koshien. Although they didn't want to admit it, every player realized it deeply in the subsequent games.
From being ignored by everyone to being sought after by thousands of people, all the Kyoma University players who had tasted the sweet taste of victory for the first time desperately wanted to stay.
"I can finally leave that place," said the third-year four-bat player. The happiest thing about the last game is that the pain has been buried, and now he only needs to taste the results.
Kōshū on Pitcher's Mound glanced at the runners on first and second base before turning around. As soon as there were runners on first and second base, Tanba really left a good situation for him to clean up. Every time he came on the field in a major game, he had to face this kind of situation, like going out. When he looked outside, it was pouring rain or a blizzard. He felt extremely heavy in his heart and feet.
'First goal, be careful. 'Miyuki listened to Kōshū's "double kill" rampant speech, but his subordinate Signals was very conservative.
The catcher's glove was placed on the outside corner; the batter didn't seem to notice it, but the runner on second base suddenly took another half step outside; the pitcher's attention narrowed from the whole world to the glove behind Home Plate, and he raised his leg and took a long step forward. Stepping forward, with the rotation of the hip joint, the chest also brings the arms forward. Finally, in an instant, the ball is accelerated to 140 kilometers. The crosshair is placed on the outside corner of the batter. The violent rotation causes the ball to deviate from the laws of gravity and rush straight forward.
But at this time, the batter hit the bat directly. The results of his three years of practice were all in this lightning-like hitting speed. No need to guess too much, this pitcher's most powerful ball is a straight ball, so in this case, it must be a straight ball!
On Home Plate, a head-to-head show was going on. From the audience's view, only a White Shadow was seen passing by, and the batter swung. The moment of the head-on conflict was too fast to leave an image on the retina in time. Judging from the result, the ball bounced to the ground of Foul Ball.
In the outfield stands, the two sides of the duel were scattered on a large piece of grass, like pebbles falling in the distance. They couldn't see the details at all, so they could only watch the big screen. Therefore, they inevitably had questions like, "Is that ball fast? Why can't the four-ball Kyoma University hit it?" After all, this four-ball bat has already hit three Foul Ball in such a short time.
"142km/h" flashed on the screen did not answer this question. In fact, only the four sticks on Batter's Box could answer this question, 'It's too hard to hit, this straight ball. '
If the last ace was an ordinary car, this pitcher's pitch was like an off-road vehicle with a roaring gas tank. The ball was as tricky as if it had a mind of its own. It rose slightly before home plate, making it impossible for him to catch the center of the ball.
At this moment, there are already two good balls and no bad balls. His excellent ball selection ability cannot solve this problem. As long as this guy's ball is missed, it will be a good ball. The media has publicized this feature everywhere.
But for the next ball, the speed and power of the ball were much weaker. The four bats' eyes lit up. Finally, they got the Sweet Ball. Whether he was tired of throwing or had a bad feel, he didn't have time to think. He just had to use his strength to carry it out.
Halfway through his swing of the bat, he realized something was wrong again. When the ball reached Home Plate, he seemed to have seen the bat in front of him, so he tilted it slightly toward the outside corner, 'Damn it, it's Two-Seam Fastball!!! '
When the four bats screamed in their hearts, the bat had actually touched the ball, but it only hit the upper edge. The bat that did not hit the center of the ball transmitted the heavy feeling to the entire arm, 'This ball is so heavy. '
He was exerting all his strength, but the bat was slipping. As soon as he was hit out of the home plate, the ball went straight down. Not far in front, Kuramochi's glove was waiting.
"Double play!"
"Three out, switch sides!"
Kōshū looked at the smooth defense behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, "It's really possible! Hahaha."
"Why are you laughing, kid? You did a good job this time!"
"You actually caught a double kill, you're really lucky."
Everyone's happiness can be seen with the naked eye. It is very important for Seido to hold this point in the first round so that they can establish their leading position. The seniors who have experienced many one-point battles are very sensitive to scores.
"Wuga!" Senior Masuko rarely came over to bump shoulders with him. Maybe he meant to say that he would fight out later?
The dialogue library of Baseball Boy is so poor that you can guess it.
In the first half of the second game, starting from Senior Masuko's blow, Senior Masuko stood on that narrow Batter's Box, which really wronged him.
This game is still pitched by third-year Fuji from Kyoma University, "Huh——"
His chest tightness was temporarily relieved. The pitcher Seido had the same temperament as his first grader. As he thought about it at Dugout, a cloud gathered in his chest. He was a little breathless, but fortunately he was standing on Pitcher's Mound again. The rough touch of the baseball stitches in his hands gave him a down-to-earth feeling, "Throw it one ball at a time. Behind me, there are also our ace and first graders." '
The catcher compared the five sticks of Signals and Seido with an outside angle straight ball. Although the overall threat is not as strong as the four sticks, with this size and power, no wonder Slugging Percentage stands out and must be polished slowly.
Watching the duel at home plate, Miyuki stood in the batting preparation area without stopping. If you look into Dugout of Seido from this place, you can see a strange scene. Kōshū, who was jumping up and down just now, fell asleep on the bench again.
'Just like usual. ' Whether it's a practice game or an extremely important final, as long as you see this pitcher sleeping in Dugout normally, everyone will have a feeling that everything will develop as planned.
Finally, I just hope that the first few bats can gain some momentum and let the pitcher sleep a little longer.
I don't understand why after becoming a leader, my thoughts will be in sync with those of the Ziben family.
If I had to speed up the pace, I would first finish the PPT, pull my hair and draw pictures while working on the data. I finally gave it to her at 5pm, and my head was buzzing after I finished writing.
Is this the fear of our holiday syndrome?!??