Recognition

Akiba's instructions had been absolutely correct. With a runner on third, they had already prepared to give up a run, but there was no way they could simply surrender without putting up any resistance.

Smack! Masuda followed Akiba's instructions and threw the ball home.

The moment Masuda made his throwing motion, Sendou had already retreated.

Smack!

"Safe!"

"Safe!"

By then, it was already too late for Akiba to throw to first.

His choice had been correct, but the result could hardly be called good!

"Bases loaded!!!

Top of the eighth, one out! Under Seidou's coordinated offensive pressure, they have created a perfect scoring opportunity with the bases loaded!!

What incredible teamwork!!!"

Raizo Todoroki could only spread his hands again.

Though the commentator's words left the Yakushi players unwilling to accept it, they genuinely admired Seidou's ability to work together.

That was the gap between a powerhouse school and an ordinary one—a level Yakushi could not yet reach.

"Eighth batter! Pitcher, Sawamura-kun!"

"Ha ha ha ha!

Nice!

Tojo! Sendou!!

Leave it to me now! Watch me hit a grand slam home run!!!

Ahahahahaha!" Sawamura rose with a loud laugh, so excited that he forgot to turn around and check the signals.

Seeing Sawamura fail to turn around just like Maezono had earlier nearly scared the bench to death.

"Sawamura!! Turn around!!!"

The entire bench, the substitutes in the stands, the third year seniors, the female managers, even the alumni and every Seidou supporter all shouted his name together.

The sight was... truly spectacular...

Head Manager Oota did not shout, because he was clutching his chest in fright and could not get a word out...

"Hm? What is it?!!"

Sawamura turned around with an unhappy look on his face...

After all, this was his chance to hit a grand slam. Couldn't these