Maezono after Kōshū, as expected, there was no movement.
But everyone was used to it. Only Ochiai Coach turned to look at Kataoka Manager. Although he didn't say anything, the information must have been passed on to the other party.
"Three out, switch sides!"
In the blink of an eye, the game came to the second half of the second game.
"From now on, try to pile up as many balls as possible!" Nitta Manager made up his mind and decided to still use the method he used this summer. He would throw more balls and consume more energy, but he would never be able to persist.
Of course, Seido looked down upon other pitchers strategically, but tactically, he still formulated countermeasures based on the characteristics of each pitcher.
'Seido's pitchers, except for Kōshū, all have their own shortcomings to a greater or lesser extent, as long as the ace is played down.. '
This was Nitta Manager's strategy. He looked at Pitcher's Mound, the pitcher who seemed to have grown taller again, and determined that his body was not ready for a long battle.
"Hi!" Everyone in the attack order responded in unison, except for the six-stick Hongo who turned his head to the side.
In his opinion, this turned into the Hajia finals again, and the old man played a shady trick and won at all costs.
"What, Hongo, do you have a problem?" At the entrance, the old man squinted his eyes and deliberately raised his voice. Unable to reply, he added, "These are common methods. What are you dissatisfied with? Put away the naive thoughts in your mind."
Hongo finally did not answer.
Until he came to Batter's Box with a bat in hand, and in the warm atmosphere of the stadium, he met the opposite pitcher's eyes.
"Let me see." This mutual appraisal was somewhat unusual. Neither side regarded the other as an ordinary opponent.
However, the two people's eyes immediately separated, and Miyuki didn't notice anything.
'Kyoma University's hitters are very difficult to deal with, so let's use the ball on the edge of the strike zone to trick the bat into swinging. ' The gloves were placed in a very ambiguous area at the outer corner, 'It doesn't matter, the chief judge already has great confidence in your accuracy, so feel free to vote. '
Kōshū didn't shake his head. He was very confident in his pitching accuracy. The only bad thing was the familiar feeling, 'Kyoma University's supervisor is not planning to plot against me.. '
He did not hesitate to use the worst thoughts to imagine Nitta Manager of Kyoma University. After all, this person could do something like steal Signals on Hagar's stage.
'In the end, there was no explanation.. '
And the pitcher on the opposite side who looked very stubborn has now become an ace, "It must be very hard to play under that kind of supervision." '
Kōshū's strength has not diminished due to his soft heart. Quickly striking out everyone and breaking Nitta Manager's illusion is what he should do.
The body is thrown out, the wrist is relaxed, the fingers are moved vertically behind the ball, and a white light goes straight into the outside corner of the batter.
Far away, moving away from the batter's body, Hongo's arm moved slightly, but in the end he did not swing out. Nitta Manager just warned him that if he swings the bat casually, he will go directly to the left field to calm down in the next game.
"Good ball!" Contrary to the batter's opinion, the referee picked it up directly.
Gritting his teeth, Hongo did not utter a word of surprise - this might make the referee's impression of him worse, but he immediately put Nitta Manager's words behind his mind, 'This person specializes in throwing such ambiguous shots, but the referee's train of thought has been taken away. '
From now on, the referee must be treated as an 'enemy'. After the ball count is full, all ambiguous shots will be played.
"Pah——"
Miyuki saw through the batter's mind and directly inserted a red ball.
Hongo watched the ball fly past his eyes and instantly understood what the catcher meant, 'I knew you didn't dare to hit it. '
'Damn it!! 'It's actually Hongzhong?
Not to mention the hitter himself, everyone in Kyoma University Dugout who could see the position of the catcher's glove fell silent at the same time.
Then a discussion broke out, "That catcher is too bold!"
"It's completely seen through!"
Generally, if the catcher wants a red hit, then either the pitcher can't hit anything except Middle-Middle Ball, or else he is stimulating the batter to hit the ball.
"That pitcher really dares to shoot!"
At the same time, everyone at Kyoma University Dugout thought helplessly, 'Hongo will definitely swing the bat on the next pitch. '
And this ball, if not hit, is definitely a bad ball.
Hongo is such a person who knows he will be fooled but still does it for the sake of a moment of passion.
Nitta Manager slapped Signals, "That bastard, please don't do anything to me."
But unlike what the Kyoma University team members imagined, the situation was completely the other way around.
In Hongo's mind, the trajectory of Bait Ball, which would turn towards the bad ball zone, did not change until the end.
"Pop -" A ball that couldn't be any straighter entered the base.
"Good shot!"
The referee drew his bow, Hongo lowered his face, and brought the bat Matsushita. Next to him was the catcher who stood up, "Are you kidding me?"
"Hahaha", Seido catcher still looks like he needs a beating.
"Tsk," Hongo thought that the opponent would take advantage of his impulse, but in the end, the opponent honestly threw a straight ball. This wave of mind-boggling attacks like matryoshka dolls was slightly better than Seido.
"Three out, switch sides!"
Kyoma University returned without success again, ending the first two games with a very fast pace.
'It's really hard to chew. ' Both sides had a preliminary impression of the other party.
After the adrenaline from the first appearance subsided, the two sides entered a stalemate.
"No hits yet?" Some spectators went out to buy a bottle of water. When they came back, they saw the hit column on the scoreboard. Both sides still had 0.
"Yeah, it's already the fifth round."
Even people who have never followed Hagar before have begun to realize that the power of these two pitchers is different from the excitement of the hitters engaging in Fireworks Display. The power of the pitchers seems to be more inclined to the gradually thickening poisonous fog.
Waving empty, waving empty again.
Strikeouts, and strikeouts again.
The crisp sound that had not been heard on the court for a long time made the atmosphere dull, and the pressure of the pitcher was grabbing everyone's throat.
How to break the situation?
Going up full of hope and coming back quickly, this feeling of gradually suffocating is permeating everyone.
In the first half of the fifth game, Kataoka clapped his hands and gathered everyone together.
"I have to watch that ball for the second time. How do you feel?"
Kuramochi tightened his grip. In the first half of the fourth game, he saw the ball for the second time and still couldn't respond quickly. 'It's so foul, that straight ball is so confusing with Forkball. '
"You can hit it!" Miyuki said seriously, then he turned to the ace and said, "Can you send me back?"
Kōshū stood aside honestly. "Yes."
After receiving this answer, Miyuki solemnly adjusted his helmet, "Then I'll go get a hit!"
"Very good, don't be anxious, identify the type of ball before swinging!" Kataoka still advises this.
Kōshū complained on the side, "Being the captain is really different. That catcher is so serious, it makes me want to believe him." '
A few minutes later, "Bang——"
The ball barely missed the ball and hit the base bag.
"Hit!!"
"Captain, well done!"
Smiling and shaking his head, Kōshū walked up helplessly, 'No, the pressure is now on my side, and I actually fulfilled my promise. '
I've been very depressed recently. I want to resign once a day. I've been laying off employees for a month before they were completely laid off.
Benefits are being canceled overtly or covertly
The other day I saw someone complaining about an SB management method on Maimai. I held my phone and said: Hahaha, what kind of broken company is this? This person is so pitiful.
Then today, I suddenly heard that it was our company
Me:...
That day, my boss kept PUAing me, which caused me to have an emotional breakdown. I was so angry that my hands were all numb and I couldn't move them. I was scared to death. I felt like I was having a stroke. My hands were curled up and I couldn't move them.
Then adjust your breathing quickly and it will be fine slowly.
Did you check that it was 'respiratory alkalosis'??
First time I heard about this disease