Mimura-senpai and Ishikawa-senpai, having successfully reached base, extended their fists toward each other in celebration of their recent teamwork.
But for the first-years, the pressure had only grown greater.
The upperclassmen could exploit every tiny mistake they made, even gaps that could not really be called mistakes, but rather a lack of coordination.
Through seamless teamwork, they would tear those gaps open, widen them, and launch attack after attack!!
Though they were not the First Team, they were still part of the same team, so their styles were naturally alike.
In other words, it was not just their ability to seize opportunities and work together, but their every movement...
Their swings, baserunning, feints, refusal to chase bad pitches, and all kinds of Small Ball Strategy disruptions.
They were constantly applying pressure to the battery, assaulting them mentally at every moment!!
Once their opponents showed even the slightest mental wavering, they would relentlessly widen the wound and rip it apart until they completely crushed their spirit. That was Seidou baseball!
And this... was only the beginning!!
"That Slider was pretty good!!
It was understandable that the catcher missed it. But if they threw another pitch like that, it would not be impossible for the upperclassmen to seize the initiative!!" Sendou actually approved of that pitch.
"You think everyone has as much nerve as you and that bastard?
That catcher must be really bothered by what just happened, right?" Senior Kuramochi said helplessly.
"They just need to communicate. The catcher cannot lose his cool at a time like this!!"
"Two balls, one strike!!
Fourth pitch!!"
"Is it really okay to pitch right away?
Without calling a timeout..." Seeing the first-year battery preparing to resume play immediately after the mistake, Sendou muttered in surprise.
Ping!!
After the low inside Slider had gone