After Seido six-bat Taka Fujii stepped into the batting area, he moved his wrist, swung the bat, then raised the bat high, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, turning his head to stare at Yokohama pitcher Ayato Urakawa on the pitcher's mound.
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"Now it's one out and there's someone on first base. Fujii-kun, he's in a batting stance. Will a miracle happen?"
In the stands on the Qingdao side, the support group of the Qingdao Baseball Club played Takashi Fujii's support song. The members of the second and third teams of the baseball club shouted cheering slogans and waved their microphones. The entire stadium was immersed in tension.
And in a lively atmosphere.
"call out!"
"Whoa!"
"Bang!"
“strike.“
The first pitch from Ayato Urakawa was a ball in the low outside corner. The bat that Takashi Fujii swung out was just a little short of the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound, so he had no choice but to miss it.
Swinging the bat, Takashi Fujii took an extra step forward before assuming a posture waiting for a hit.
Yokohama catcher Nagasho Fukuda signaled two signals to the pitcher, but Urakawa Ayato on the mound shook his head and denied them both. It was not until he signaled the third signal that he nodded in agreement.
I don’t care if it turns into a touch ball or is knocked out by Aido hitter Takashi Fujii!
Nagashou Fukuda frowned, but still followed the code he and Urakawa had agreed upon and placed the ball cover in the low inside corner, close to the calf of the Aido batter.
Takashi Fujii had no intention of retreating, and still stood where he was, staring closely at the movements of Ayato Urakawa on the pitcher's mound.
"call out!"
"Whoa!"
"Ping!"
"The outside world!"
The bat that Takashi Fujii swung hit the baseball that flew from the pitcher's mound, but because it was off-center, it could only sweep the baseball that flew from the pitcher's mound to the sideline of first base.
"call out!"
"Bang!"
“ball.“
"Fujii, good choice!"
"Send Murasuke back to home base!"
"Have a home run!"
At this critical moment, the Qingdao players on the bench were all encouraging loudly, wishing they could go on the field to replace their teammates on the field.
Tetsuya Yuki, the seven-time baseball player at Seido, held the bat in his hand and stayed in the bullpen to look at the situation at home plate.
In the rest area behind him, eight-ball senior Matsuda has put on protective gear, holding a bat, and making final preparations before going on the court.
"call out!"
Soon the baseball shot straight out of the pitcher's mound again and headed towards home plate.
"Whoa!"
Takashi Fujii opened his legs and swung the metal bat in his hand with all his strength.
"Ping!"
The baseball flying from the pitcher's mound was hit by the batter and then flew backwards, flying high into the distance.
"Oh - it flew out! Could it be a home run? Yokohama's right fielder Sato-kun is chasing the ball's landing point behind."
Yuki Tetsuya raised his head and looked at the baseball flying freely in the air. As the baseball gradually went away, he became more and more nervous and could only hold the bat in his hand hard.
The baseball that flew upside down from home plate flew deep into the right field before it began to lose height. It quickly hit the right field lawn and was pocketed by Kenji Sato.
"Oh, what a pity, it was almost a home run, but Fujii-kun's double is still very important to Aomichi!"
"With one out and people on second and third base, the next player is Yuki-kun with seven bats. Can he use this to reverse the score for Aomi? Let's wait and see."
Nagashou Fukuda glanced at Aomichi Nanachi who was announcing a bunt, and gave his signal to Ayato Urakawa on the pitcher's mound.
"call out!"
The baseball thrown by Ayato Urakawa flew towards home plate. Tetsuya Yuuki immediately changed the way he held the bat, holding the long bat downwards, and swept the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound.
"Ping!"
The baseball flying from the pitcher's mound is hit by the batter and flies toward the area between the second baseman and the shortstop.
After Tetsuya Yuuki learned that he had hit an infield bunt, he immediately dropped the bat in his hand and started running the bases.
Murasuke Daiki at third base immediately rushed back to home plate after seeing the baseball being hit by Yuki. At Yokohama, catcher Nagai Fukuda took the baseball passed to him by second baseman Shirai Fumi and stretched out his hand.
When a baseball glove was about to hit him, he jumped forward and reached home plate with his hand first, scoring another run for Qingdao.
It's a pity that Aomichi's good luck ended here. Even the next eight batsman Kentaro Matsuda hit a bunt from Nishijima's hand, allowing the runner Takashi Fujii at third base to successfully run back to home plate and score;
Director Kataoka of the 9th Baseball team switched to a pinch hitter, hoping to continue their batting line. He only added one out and at the same time, let the runner Kentaro Matsuda at first base run to second base, and then hit Fukuda with one base.
After Taro was caught by Yokohama's defense, the spring Koshien semi-final between Aomichi and Yokohama came to an end.
"Three outs, the winner of the semi-finals is Yokohama High School! At 9:10, Yokohama High School takes the lead in advancing to the finals."
Taro Fukuda, who was running the bases, stopped and fell to his knees in pain, beating the ground with his hands. Kentaro Matsuda, who ran back from second base to home base, started crying.
Hiroshi Ohta, who was about to hit the field, took a few steps forward, looked around blankly, and then turned his attention to the direction of home plate. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that the game was over, and the bat in his hand fell.
On the ground, his hands hanging by his sides were trembling slightly, and he could only reluctantly run from the waiting area to home plate.
In Qingdao's cheering group, the girls on the cheerleading team hugged each other in twos and threes and cried. The members of the second and third armies of the baseball club also silently wiped away their tears. As for the relatives and friends who came to cheer, their moods also followed.
It became depressed.
Kentaro Matsuda walked to Jinguji Kaichi and wanted to say something several times, but his nose felt sore when he opened his mouth. He could only keep his mouth shut and followed the other person to the middle of the line to stand.
Yuki Tetsuya looked at the opponents opposite who were smiling heartily, and then at the seniors around him who were mostly sobbing softly. He could only lower his head and clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists.
"present!"
The players from Aomichi and Yokohama bowed to each other, then walked toward each other and started shaking hands and talking.
"We must win the next final!" Dong Qingguo said to Yokohama's captain Nagasho Fukuda while crying.
"We will definitely win!" Fukuda Yong replied to Dong Qingguo with a very sure tone...
"You performed very well today." Ken Kawakaku said, holding Yagami's hand.
"It's still not as good as Senior." Yagami released his hold on Kawakaku Ken's hand and went to hold the hand of the next Yokohama player, Nishishima Ichiki.