"Touch——" In Bullpen, Miyuki felt the feeling of his palm again, and shouted to Kōshū, "Nice ball!"
'It seems a little faster. '
"Don't rush the ball speed. The 145 ball speed coupled with your straight ball power and accuracy can completely fool the batter into applause."
Kōshū received the return pass and unexpectedly heard Miyuki's advice, "I know, but it would be nice if I could go faster. With my physique, I can definitely throw 150 kilometers."
Ball speed is the life of a pitcher.
Ball speeds of more than 130 are often seen in regional conferences. But in Koshien, there are no pitchers above 140, and they are embarrassed to call themselves a strong team. Some teams may come with the title of a strong team, but such a team will not be able to go far in Koshien. If they rely on the lane to push, they will always encounter a hard nut that cannot be pushed.
Perhaps because he has read too many reports about himself, Kōshū also made it clear that the most important goal in the next stage is ball speed.
However, he is not so anxious about this goal. He just hopes to improve it to around 150 in the following spring games, and by then he will no longer have weaknesses.
"Then that's it for today." Miyuki followed the routine of the previous few days and stood up to help Kōshū do Cool-down Exercises.
But the pitcher on the other side refused, "The first game will be soon, so let's resume the previous training volume."
"Have you fully recovered?" As soon as Miyuki finished asking, someone next to him interrupted.
"Yeah, your body hasn't recovered yet, just let me take the lead." Eijun didn't know why, but started to advertise to everyone at Pitcher Lineup, "Recently, I can finally distinguish the inner and outer corners of the ball clearly. Please take a look at my pitching..."
"Oh, that's it. Congratulations." Kōshū replied coldly.
Miyuki's eyes returned to the pitcher again, "Don't push yourself too hard. Although you want to play in the first game, if you don't fully recover, the supervisor will not let you play. Don't underestimate their vision."
This seems to mean something.
"So, let's just stop here today and do some Cool-down Exercises later." Miyuki came over, remembered something again, and covered his smile with his gloves, "By the way, the supervisor told me that there will be a physical examination of you this afternoon."
"Eh?" Kōshū, who was surprised for a moment, could not hide his expression, but quickly restrained himself, "Why?"
The catcher's eyes almost saw through the disguise, "For the sake of your health."
So, should I tell the truth this afternoon? Kōshū still doesn't know much about his physical condition, so he doesn't know what the results will be after the examination.
In the afternoon, in the infirmary, School Doctor listened to all the symptoms of Kōshū.
Kataoka Manager and Teacher Takashima behind it almost made the air in the entire medical room drop by two degrees.
"So, once you throw the ball, you will feel an obvious sense of stagflation. Will it be heavy when you throw the ball?"
"Hmm..."
The doctor pressed Kōshū's shoulder twice more, "I press here, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"What about here?"
"A bit..."
School Doctor thought for a moment, "Let's do further inspection to see if there is any wear and tear on the shoulder."
The waiting time for filming was as quiet as dead water. Kataoka Manager looked at the opposite wall, and Takashima Rei stood aside with arms folded. Neither of them had time to teach the child a lesson.
"I'm going to make a call." Finally, Takashima Rei couldn't help it anymore and went out first.
Kataoka Manager's mind was elsewhere and he didn't respond. The silence continued.
"Kōshū, you can come in now." The doctor's words seemed to have saved Kōshū's life, and he quickly left the suffering bench.
But at this moment Kataoka Manager's heart was not as heavy as he thought.
'According to the doctor, there is not much problem with Kōshū's shoulder. The worst result is that Autumn Tournament cannot play this time. ' Taking Kōshū's inability to play as a premise and reorganizing the current team's problems, all the problems will become clearer. 'The continuity of the line is insufficient, Pitcher Lineup is unstable, and the defensive coordination needs to continue to be practiced. '
All these questions surrounded Kataoka Manager. He kept deducing various situations in his mind. He only got out of his thinking when Kōshū reminded him.
"Supervisor, the filming has been completed." Unconsciously, half an hour had passed.
"Then let's go." Takashima Rei also came back at some point.
The orthopedic surgeon held up the film and looked at it for more than ten seconds before finally coming to the conclusion. "There is nothing wrong with it. It is probably inflammation caused by not getting enough rest."
Kōshū breathed a sigh of relief, but the doctor's eyes immediately looked over, "But - I know you don't like to hear the words after 'but', but I still have to say it. But don't pitch for at least half a month in the near future. Take good care of your arm, and take care of it all at once."
In the evening, a car drove into the Seido campus, and many people were waiting outside the dormitory to practice swinging the bat.
Takashima Rei saw this scene in the car and sighed, "Ota Manager It's true, the contestants have made words out of them again."
After parking the car, a group of people gathered around, "How's it going? Kōshū."
Looking at Kōshū's appearance, there was no bandage or plaster on any part of his arm, which really didn't fit the panic of Ota Manager.
"Supervision." Miyuki stood in front, "How is the situation of Kōshū?"
"Miyuki, now organize all personnel to gather at Indoor Practice Field."
'Huh? 'Kōshū had some expectations in his heart, but he was still frightened by this battle, 'Are you going to announce it now? '
He probably guessed that Kataoka Manager would not let him play in the near future.
The players around them quickly put down their bats and ran to the dormitories and other places to inform others. Some of them had already gone to Indoor Training Field, while Kōshū followed the supervisor obediently.
When they arrived at the place, Kōshū joined the team of players.
"How's it going? Kōshū."
"Is it the shoulder or the arm? Is it a big problem?" People around him started asking questions.
Then someone else squeezed in, with their arms tightly pressed against Kōshū. After waiting for Kōshū at the center of the problem to deal with it for a while, he looked to the left and saw that it was Lang Zhi.
"What's wrong?" Lang Zhi pressed against him but said nothing. The temperature gradually spread from the part where the two were close to each other to the left half of his body.
'Puppy? 'Kōshū only remembers that the dog Maternal Grandmother's Home raised was like this, with his butt pressed against his legs, which warmed his feet.
'Are you uneasy? ' Pat Lang Zhi on the head. At this time, people had already come in.
The last person to break through the door was the panting Eijun: "I'm sorry, brother, when you need me most, I'm here now. I'm so rude to Eijun!" Then he yelled to explain that he was originally waiting at the door of the dormitory, but he was too anxious to wait and lost his temper and went to the playground to run laps, so he arrived now.
"Is everyone here?" Kataoka's rich voice passed through the crowd.
"Hi!" Miyuki, who had been counting people nearby, replied.
"Then let me announce something next."
"Dong dong, dong dong." Everyone's heartbeats were very loud.
I committed suicide and took the provincial exam today..