Chapter 24 Autumn Tokyo Metropolitan Conference Finals End
Putting the baseball into the holster, he bent down and pinched the magnesium powder packet next to him. Kazuya Sada stood up and looked at Aomichi Gobi Murasuke Daiki who was already standing in the batting area.
Please pitch here. The pitch must be clean and crisp. If the ball is a little easier to hit, it will definitely be hit by Murasuke Daiki! Red Sea Osugada catcher Kanamori gave a secret signal to their ace Kazuya Sugata.
"call out!"
Murasuke Daiki opened his stance at an extremely fast speed and swung the metal bat in his hand vigorously.
"Whoosh!"
"Ping!"
The metal bat danced by Murasuke's big tree collided with the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound at home plate, making a violent sound.
The baseball was swept toward left field by Murasuke Daiki and shot straight into the sky.
"Oh, could this be a home run!" The commentator's voice was a little excited, "Oh! It landed, and it would have been a home run if it flew a little further. What a pity."
While Murasuke Daiki was running the bases, he watched the baseball that he had knocked out hit the left field fence and then fell to the left field lawn.
With this hit, Higashi Seikuni at first base successfully advanced to third base, and Murasuke Daiki successfully advanced to second base.
Looking at the situation on the field, Red Sea Ohsuda's catcher Kanamori frowned and turned to look at the Red Sea Ohsuda's dugout. Their supervisor, Wakabayashi Hirotai, was standing at the entrance of the dugout, giving them a code signal.
After receiving the instruction from the supervisor, Kanamori turned to signal to their ace, Kazuya Sada, and at the same time moved his body a little outward, opened and positioned the ball sleeve.
"call out!"
"Bang!"
"Bad ball!"
"call out!"
"Whoosh!"
"Bang!"
"nice shot!"
Throwing a bad pitch first and then throwing a good pitch that looks like a bad pitch is indeed something Takashi Fujii didn't expect at the beginning. By the time he found out it was a good pitch, it was too late to swing. Fujii Takashi waved his hand.
After hitting the bat, stand up again on the batting area and assume a posture waiting for the hit.
Red Sea Sugata's catcher Kanamori glanced at Takashi Fujii and gave a signal to Kazuya Sugata on the pitcher's mound.
"call out!"
"Bang!"
"ball."
Takashi Fujii was not fooled by the bad ball thrown by Kazuya Sada, and swung the bat in his hand.
"Fujii, look for the right moment before taking action!" Hiroshi Ohta shouted loudly as he stood at the entrance to the rest area.
"Good choice, Fujii."
"Look and hit!"
"Fujii-senpai, come on."
Others are also supporting Takashi Fujii.
"call out!"
Facing the baseball rushing from the pitcher's mound, Takashi Fujii gripped the bat with both hands and swung it hard without hesitation.
"Ping!"
The baseball flying from the pitcher's mound collided violently with the metal bat, and flew backwards towards second base at a faster speed than when it came.
"Second baseman, center fielder!"
Red Sea Osuda's second baseman Yamamoto and center fielder Fujii responded. The baseball flew over second base and hit the ground in center field. It bounced on the ground before being caught by center fielder Fujikawa's wide ball.
Set capture.
The two runners on the base started running again the moment Takashi Fujii hit the baseball that flew from the pitcher's mound. Higashi Kiyokuni was already about to reach home plate and was now passing the baseball to the catcher for him to hit.
It was too late for the Eastern Qing Dynasty.
"First base!"
As first baseman Ishiguro Hayabusa shouted, center fielder Fujii swung the baseball in his hand toward first base. Unfortunately, Fujii Takashi was the first to step on the first base bag and get on base safely.
“safe.“
After Murasuke Daiki signaled that the base was safe at third base, he stepped on the base bag with his foot, took a few steps away from third base, and made preparations to steal the base. After all, only a one-run difference was not safe enough.
"As runner Dong Qingguo returned to home plate to score, the score between the two sides is now 3:4, and the situation on the field is two outs, and there are people on first and third base! Qingdao is in a great situation now!"
Chris, the No. 7 baseball bat of the Youth League, walked onto the field, bowed to the umpire, walked into the batter's box, and uncharacteristically assumed a bunt-predicting posture.
Regarding Chris's bunt warning, Red Sea Osuda's catcher Kanamori didn't pay too much attention and directly gave the signal to their ace Kazuya Kazuya. After all, no matter whether Murasuke Daiki could successfully return to home plate, as long as Chris failed to get on base.
That is three outs, exchange of offense and defense; even if Murasuke Daiki has returned to home base, he cannot score effectively.
After Kazuya Sada waved his arm and threw the baseball in his hand, Chris suddenly changed the way he held the bat, aimed at the ball, and hit the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound toward the left field.
"call out!"
"Ping!"
Chris hit a weak fly ball. The ball flew lightly in the air. Red Sea Osuda's left fielder Hirohiro Fujikawa chased the ball forward and caught it. Third baseman Shigematsu and shortstop Dohara also ran over to help.
The baseball hit the left field lawn with a thud and rolled several times before being caught by Fujikawa's wide sleeve.
When Murasuke Daiki was about to return to home plate to score with this hit, Fujikawa Kanhi chose to pass the ball to second baseman Michihara, who then passed it to first baseman Ishiguro Hayabusa.
Takashi Fujii at second base scored the first out in the bottom half of the eighth inning.
"Three outs, exchange offense and defense."
…
“strike out.“
The referee signaled that the batter of Red Sea Ohsuda was out.
"Three out, game over!"
Red Sea Oh Sugata Ichibat Fujii swung the bat in frustration, walked out of the batting area, lowered his head and cried quietly, the game was over, they lost...
"This is the end of the Tokyo High School Field Football Tournament in the fall. Aomichi High School defeated Red Sea Osugada High School with a score of 3:4 and won the Tokyo High School Fieldball Tournament in the fall! After six years, Aomichi High School once again won the
Selection of places to participate in the high school field ball competition!"
"Oh! Oh! Oh!!"
"We won!"
"The goal is to dominate the country!"
All the Qingdao players on the field had rushed out of the rest area and gathered in the center of the field, shouting loudly.
On the other side, the Red Sea Osugada team members looked solemnly at the excited Seido crowd in the center of the field.
After a short period of excitement, everyone in Seido walked to the home plate and lined up with smiles on their faces, and stood face to face with the Red Sea Osugada players.
Compared to the overflowing joy on the Qingdao side, many people on the Red Sea Osuda side had red eyes.
Everyone in Qingdao could more or less understand the feeling of Red Sea Osugada's depressed player. After all, they had been the losers for the past five years.
Everyone in Qingdao suppressed the smiles on their faces, bowed to each other seriously, and then stepped forward to shake hands with them one by one. This chapter has been completed!