As Director Kataoka signaled the end of the round, the second half of the third round of the red-white match came to an end.
The first-year freshmen who were on defense slowly exited the field. In today's relatively cool weather, everyone was sweating profusely and with their heads hanging down, as if they had gone through countless hardships and could no longer stand up.
The tired freshmen are completely different from each other. The joy on the faces of the second and third grade veterans cannot be concealed. Their bright smiles and piercing eyes make everyone around them feel their joy and joy.
excited.
Since the beginning of the red-white game, with four bad balls and hits one after another, after the first three games, they have already obtained a huge score difference of 0:23 from the freshmen; on the other hand,
As a first-year freshman, under the unstoppable pitching of Koichiro Tanba, he couldn't even score a hit, so how could he score?
Mio Kijima, who replaced Kengo Kawashima to pitch in the second game, sat on the bench with a tired look on his face, his breathing never stopped, a towel covering his face, and the voices of doubts, complaints and comments from people around him.
"Hey! I didn't expect that neither Kawashima nor Kijima could suppress the seniors' play. The second and third grade seniors are really scary!"
"Do we still have pitchers here who can suppress the seniors' hitting line?"
As soon as these words were said, other people's eyes couldn't help but look towards Kimura Takuya, Kurosaki Kaztaka and Kawakami Kenshi. I heard that the three of them performed very well in the entrance test for freshmen, and they didn't know what they could do.
cannot……
After the third game, instead of only replacing a few of the first-year players like in the second game, all members were replaced. Director Kataoka of the senior students also changed a few people.
Miyukiichi also looked up at the scoreboards of both sides. The second- and third-year seniors got a total of 23 points from them in these three games, while their first-year students still didn't get a single point; then he turned back to look.
He glanced at Supervisor Kataoka, who was acting as the referee. After adjusting the players on both sides, he waited for them to take the field without saying a word.
First use a month to kill the arrogance of those who were elites in junior high school (this refers to the freshmen who were invited by Qingdao in the third year of junior high school, then chose Qingdao and joined the club a week early), and then use
A competition with huge disparity in strength tells them that their grades in junior high school are nothing. After entering high school, everyone has to start from scratch.
But there will always be people who are unwilling to admit defeat!
Miyukiichi also looked at the green-haired boy who was wearing a ball cap and holding a bat, and was about to hit the field but was laughing "ah ha ha ha", and then looked at Maezono who was standing in the waiting area with a tiger face and moving his hands.
Kenta, "Oh my! There are so many interesting people in my class."
Kuramochi Yoichi stood on the right field, staring nervously at Tanba-senpai on the pitcher's mound, simulating the next operation in his mind: First, he must encounter the baseball thrown by Tanba-senpai, as long as he can fly from the pitcher's mound
If the baseball flies out, even if it's just an infield bunt, you can definitely get on base with your speed!
With this thought in mind, Kuramochi Yoichi vigorously swung the metal bat in his hand as the baseball came rushing from the pitcher's mound.
"Whoosh!"
"Bang!"
“strike.“
Miyauchi Keisuke once again firmly grasped the baseball that flew from the pitcher's mound. He looked at the green-haired first-year student in front of him. What impressed him most was that he was sprinting very fast... But no matter how fast he ran,
Quick, it's useless if you can't get on base!
Tanba, throw the ball here! Keisuke Miyauchi gave the signal to Tanba, the pitcher on the mound. The other guy nodded, stepped forward, waved his arms, and the baseball in his palm shot straight out on the pitcher's mound.
Home plate rushed over.
"call out!"
Yoichi Kuramochi looked at the baseball rushing from the pitcher's mound again, but still chose to swing the metal bat in his hand vigorously.
"Ping!"
The bat that was swung by the batter successfully hit the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound, causing it to fly high and backward toward the infield.
After Yoichi Kuramochi hit the baseball that flew from the pitcher, he immediately dropped the bat and started running at full speed. The first baseman at first base just looked up at the path of the baseball after being hit by the batter.
I could feel someone approaching quickly.
The first baseman turned his head in surprise and found that Kuramochi Yoichi was already close at hand. When he reacted, the opponent had already stepped on the first base bag with one foot.
At this time, Kusunoki Fumiya raised his hand to catch the baseball that had just fallen from the air.
“out.“
Director Kataoka looked at the green-haired boy standing on the first base bag and was silent for a moment before speaking out to signal the batter to get out.
"whispering sound!"
Seeing his hit ball being caught by the defense, Kuramochi Yoichi could only reluctantly jog back to home plate, pick up the bat he had just dropped, and leave the field.
Kenta Maezono walked to the batting box and stood up, swung the bat vigorously, made a gesture of waiting for a hit, and glared at Tanba-senpai on the pitcher's mound.
Catcher Keisuke Miyauchi looked at Kenta Maezono standing in front of him, and then gave his signal to Tanba on the pitcher's mound.
"call out!"
"Whoosh!"
"Bang!"
“strike·“
Facing Tanba-senpai, who swung his arm and threw a slider that was not as good as a slider, Kenta Maezono still missed the swing.
The third ball thrown by Koichiro Tanba was a variant of a straight ball that floated slightly upward.
"call out!"
"Whoosh!"
"Bang!"
Kenta Maezono, who was not used to this kind of pitch, missed his third swing. The baseball flying from the pitcher's mound was like a metal bat that was deliberately swung around the batter, and flew into Miyauchi-senpai's open mouth.
Inside the ball sleeve.
The old students once again let the freshmen's batters play three times and three times. The red-white battle between the old and new students came to the second half of the fourth inning. Miyukiichi also changed his protective gear, ran to the pitcher's mound, and said with a wicked smile
With an expression on his face, he said to Kenshi Kawakami who was taking a deep breath: "Kenshi, throw the ball with confidence and boldness! No matter what the ball is, I will catch it!"
After hearing what Miyuki Kazuya said to him, Kawakami Kenshi looked at Miyuki Kazuya in front of him and asked, "Are we familiar enough to call each other by our names?"
"Don't worry about these details, partner." Miyuki Kazuya smiled and patted Kenshi Kawakami's chest with his ball cover, "Let's strike out all the seniors together!"
After finishing speaking, Miyukiichi turned around and ran back behind the home plate. After squatting down, he made a few gestures to Kenshi Kawakami on the pitcher's mound, asking him to throw a few balls first to warm up...
"It's not that easy to strike out seniors." Kenshi Kawakami muttered in a low voice, then followed the catcher's instructions and raised his legs and swung his arms to throw the baseball in his palm.
After Miyuki Kazuya caught the baseball thrown by Kenshi Kawakami on the pitcher's mound, he evaluated it, then took the baseball out of the bag and stood up and passed it back to him: "Nice pitch." This chapter has been completed!