The first is a straight ball, which comes straight into the batter's face. It has no arc trajectory, allowing the batter to communicate directly with the pitcher.
Tachikawa was about to release the bat, but was forced to step back suddenly by the high inside pitch. At the same time, he shouted in his heart, 'What, Nozawa, didn't he say that this pitcher's mood might be shaken? '
He was specifically asked to hit the first ball while staring at it, but the next second the opponent used a Inside Corner Ball that went straight to the goal, telling Tachikawa how he felt now.
Miyuki observed the batter's movements, 'What, are you ready to hit the first pitch? If you have a strong desire to attack, let me give you this. ' With a flick of his hand, it was a new Signals.
On Pitcher's Mound, Kōshū's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, 'As soon as you come on stage, you call me so suddenly? ' But he didn't shake his head, and if he had to throw that ball—
"Huh-huh-" He adjusted his breathing well, calmed down his impetuous mood, forgot about the sharp pitch just now, and only focused on the pitch itself and felt the touch of his fingertips, "Not bad."
He changed his mind, and Miyuki was indeed the same old and cunning Miyuki. It's just right now, the touch on my fingers is still very sharp, and it's just right for the new ball type.
'What's wrong? What a sudden feeling.. ' Tachikawa's back felt a little chilly when he hit the bat. The feeling brought to him by the pitcher in front had changed. The atmosphere was obviously so aggressive just now, but now it suddenly became quiet.
'Go short, go short—'
Kōshū recited silently in his heart, thoughts passing through his mind.
'I don't seem to be a genius. '
'Are you kidding? Geniuses also need to learn, right? Everyone just picks up others' wisdom, so there's nothing to be ashamed of. '
'What would have happened if I was not in Kinoshita Little League, but in some other Little League? After all, would I still like baseball in those other places? '
'Maybe this is the uncertainty of fate. Maybe in this parallel universe, there are many Kōshū who don't love baseball. '
All these distracting thoughts swayed in my mind, and then they all came out of my temples and went straight to my back.
There, a black hole appeared, sucking away the turf on the field, the fielding staff, the spectators above, and even the batter on the opposite side. In this retrograde tranquility, only the catcher on the opposite side, whose face could not be seen clearly, and the glove were left.
The feeling of throwing this ball, just thinking about it, has been reflected hundreds of times on my hand. It seems that hundreds of balls passed through this hand in an instant, leaving clear signs of seam friction. This is the result of a week of training.
'You were not the one I originally wanted to deal with this ball, but now that I have this opportunity——'
Someone whispered in his ear, but it didn't matter anymore. He just needed to throw the ball into that glove according to the established trajectory...
Tachikawa Ichikawa's heart beat faster due to the premonition of danger, 'This is Spring Koshien Champion Pitcher'. This pitcher took out a ball from his arsenal, and there were a lot of sighs of regret on it. It was like a 'magic weapon that drinks blood for a living'.
Such a pitcher throws the next ball towards home plate without any hesitation.
The stick was choked by the quieter and more depressing atmosphere. He could only give it to instinct and save all the resistance for the next swing of the stick.
But——
Right before his eyes, at a certain point, the ball turned towards the outer corner with a smile like a mischievous child.
"Pah——"
"Good shot!"
"Oh——" What followed closely was the noise behind Home Plate. The refraction of the trajectory was so obvious that almost everyone sitting behind noticed it.
"That's Cutter? It's in great shape! It can actually shoot such a trajectory!"
"It's simply a professional-level performance!"
"Did you get what you just recorded?"
"I'm getting goosebumps."
"Tachikawa is so pathetic."
The buzzing sound was like a buzzer. Kōshū received the pass from the opposite side. In the eyes of the batter with disbelief, he lowered his head and stepped on the dirt.
'Senior Miyuki, now people over there must know that my Cutter has evolved. '
'Hehe, before catching big fish, you need to be patient in placing bait. '
Raising his head, Seido cast and captured the eyes of the two people.
In Tachikawa's Dugout, you can't see the specific trajectory of the ball from this angle, but you can see the expression on the next bat and the non-stop discussion of the audience behind it.
"Is that ball Cutter?" Nozawa remembered that it was the first Changeup of Kōshū. When he was in the Spring League, together with Two-Seam Fastball, the probability of appearing was about 15%. It was used to confuse the hitter's ball path. "Has it evolved? There was no such noisy sound before."
"Why are you so serious about competing with your juniors?" Ido knows his own hair best. Ever since Nozawa studied the Spring League Seido game day and night, he realized what was going on, "A Jie, let's win this game."
Only in this way can we continue, and there will be Spring Tournament games and Kanto Tournament games later, otherwise they will only have one Hajia qualifier left. There's only so much they can do as a pair of pitchers in their final high school game.
"I want to win, let's win." Nozawa murmured. In the past two years, they have lost too many games.
Although Tachikawa, a supervisor from professional baseball, has his own way in the professional arena and has nearly 20 years of experience, when Nozawa entered school, he was still in his 0th year in educating students.
What is that sentence called? You can only choose one between dreams and bread.
After they entered school, their excitement of studying with their idols only lasted less than half a year, and they were gradually overwhelmed by the frustration of losing games. "Are we rolling on the court every day just to lose games better?"
But in fact, Coach Ninomiya had warned them both, "To put it mildly, every time a new supervisor takes office, the previous students will be wasted. If you still insist on going, be mentally prepared for this." Tachikawa's Board of Directors also acquiesced in this situation, so even if he lost a lot in the past few years, as long as there is progress, he will be tolerated, because this is a universal rule.
waste.. waste?
This word is really cruel. Those students who were fooled into the school saw their names being put into the pit and buried with handfuls of soil.
"If you don't want it to end like this, just win for me!!"
Tachikawa's Dugout suddenly burst into a hoarse shout, temporarily covering up the referee's voice, "Three out, change sides!"
Everyone's attention was drawn by this voice. Over there, Tachikawa's ace had already put on his gloves and stepped onto the steps to the court.
Chenggua Coding is really easy to use!!!
I've moved on and stopped falling in love
dT-Tb
Why did I forget to name these two chapters? I was having so much fun playing with my new computer...