Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 171 There Will Be No Next Banquet
Sano walked from the strike preparation area to the field, and was met by Mitsuba's distraught face.

"what happened?"

Three sticks returned the distorted facial expression, "I was taken away by the catcher, two outside corner kicks, and a red ball!"

"Red?" As a result, San Bang was too immersed in his emotions, and forgot to pass on his experience to Si Bang.

Sano felt the anger that was rare in Sanbang, and the warning line about the arrest of the couple was quietly raised in his heart.

"Sa, audience friends, if you are in front of the TV or the radio, please don't walk away, one of the highlights of this game is about to come, the ace of the first grade of Qingdao, and Xi Bang's Who is the better monster fighter?" In the studio, the host began to say something about secondary school to attract the audience.

"Ah, we see that the shooting and arresting meeting has started. During this time, let's discuss the result of the duel, Honda-san, what do you think?"

"Well, it's hard to say, after all, facing Seidou's third-year ace, Sano-kun has already proved himself with a home run, and now it's almost his last appearance in this game, can he hit another home run? "The gray-haired old man was talking in his seat, looking at the field, hoping that the pair of shots and arrests would end the timeout quickly, and let the results come out quickly.

But on the mound at this time, the harmonious atmosphere of mutual encouragement that everyone thinks does not exist.

"What do you mean 'If you get caught out of the rhythm, you will be guaranteed'", Gao Zhiye said under the glove, very aggressive.

"That is to say..." Miyuki wanted to explain, but the other party didn't give him time to speak at all.

"Now it's two outs, why can't I fight against the four sticks, or the senior thinks that my strength is not enough to deal with Xibang's four sticks." Now it is the atmosphere of everything going upwards, but Miyuki came up and communicated and walked It's no wonder Gao Zhiye is unhappy.

For Gao Zhiye, who is extremely precise in ball control, there are very few bad balls caused by inaccurate control. If he is allowed to walk the opponent's four bats, it means that every bad ball is thrown consciously.

It is equivalent to, every time a pitch is thrown, Takano will bow to the opponent on the mound and say "I can't beat you, I'm sorry!"

Throw another ball, bow to the opponent again and say "I can't beat you!"

How could he be happy after doing this four times.

"I understand, I understand, so I said, it's just..." Miyuki's forehead was sweating, and it was right to call a timeout, if he got angry and didn't cooperate when throwing the ball, it would be terrible.

"Huh——" Takano took a deep breath and paused for two seconds. Miyuki nervously watched the pitcher's series of movements. Finally, Takano suppressed all the irritability caused by the walk. Think with a rational mind, "I see, the advantage is only one point now, if that hitter hits a home run, it will be even more disadvantageous to us."

"...you understand, how do you feel now?" Miyuki said, he didn't even have time to do anything to relieve the other party's mood, but he was bombarded by words like bombs, and now this guy quickly recovered by himself , 'How should I put it, it feels so complicated, there is a feeling that a subordinate has caused trouble and asked the boss to fill in the hole? '

Glancing at Miyuki on the opposite side, the calm Takano felt an indescribable feeling for a moment, "It's okay, but I'm even more curious now, do you treat Tanba-senpai in the same way?"

"How?"

"It's just that there is no foreshadowing when I come up, and I just say my own thoughts..."

"perhaps?"

"Then I understand, Tanba-senpai has always felt like this."

Miyuki didn't know why the topic turned to this, but he understood that Gao Zhiye was now criticizing his ability to appease pitchers and needs to be improved.

In the director's room, the on-site screen finally showed that the moratorium on shooting was over.

"Finally, the real showdown is about to begin."

As for the strike zone, Shuzo Sano had already taken advantage of the shooting and arresting meeting, and practiced two rounds of imaginative exercises in the strike zone, saying, "You must not be escorted!" 'If you go straight to first base, it won't help the team's victory at all.

"play ball!"

"Huh—" The pitcher on the mound and the batter on the strike zone took deep breaths at the same time, preparing for the next matchup.

Miyuki looked at the hitter's thick thighs and arms, "It's as easy as swinging a toothpick when swinging the bat." He recalled the air stirred up by the bat in the previous few innings, and had to admit that compared to the one on the opposite side, A pitcher with bright eyes, his catcher has been affected by Sano's swing, and his mind has become conservative.

'The road to victory should not be hasty or slow, but steady!Come on, first ball! '

Seeing the signal, the pitcher stepped forward almost without hesitation, and threw the fearless ball to the home plate. With no flinching, the ball seemed to float even more.

The direction is the batter's face!

Sano leaned back and let the ball fly past the space in front of him.

"Bad ball!"

'Looks like I won't be walking this time. Sensing the pitcher's fighting spirit, Sano smiled, "It only takes one point to tie!" '

Seeing the next signal, Gao Zhiye on the mound was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

'Another high ball from the inside corner, right-handed and left-handed to this position, will make them very impulsive, so this ball must be precisely controlled in the corner. '

Takano raised his leg.

'Status as usual. '

Then my mind sank to the bottom of the lake, to find the feeling of pitching that best meets that requirement, to find that feeling of pulling the ball, and then throw it out in one go!
When Sano saw the ball coming, his physical instincts had already judged that it was a good ball hitting the edge of the inner corner, so he had to make a shot!He was already swinging very fast, and he could clearly feel the difference in this ball when he shot it. When he was approaching the home plate, the downward ball began to run upwards in an arc.

'This floating, too exaggerated! ’ His arms kept adjusting his stick to go up as he swung, but it was too late.

"Bump—" missed the center of the baseball and rubbed to the back, forming a foul ball.

"Xiu Zhuo's swing is too slow, this guy, did he shoot so fast just now?" A buzzing discussion started on Xibang's bench.

But the shooting on the field is not intended to give the four sticks time to think.

'The next ball, from the outer corner strike zone to the second seam of the outer corner bad ball area, must not change too early. '

Gao Zhiye nodded, "Trust the guidance on the other side, I just need to complete each ball with a high standard!" 'Get in the right shape, throw the ball quickly.

At the same time, Sano, who had almost guessed that the next ball would be in the outer corner, also immediately started.

'This ball speed is a change ball!Sideline?Is it a strike or a strike?No matter what he is, anyway, playing with the ball is better than walking! ’ The hitter starts like lightning, waits until the ball is almost in the bases, and then swings in place, trying to hit the center of the ball this time.

But he was disappointed again, the trajectory of the ball did not go to the outer corner strike zone as he expected, but turned his back and ran to the bad zone.

"What's that?" he called out, but then answered himself, "Second stitches?"

'Damn it, I'm really too anxious, wait a little longer, and then I can tell it's a bad ball. The batter took another deep breath. This is two good and one bad. If they are struck out, the team's momentum will probably be greatly reduced.

'what is it then?What's next? ’ a ball surfaced, ‘Damn it, it’s that changeup that hasn’t been pitched this inning! '

The ghostly trajectory was clearly depicted in Sano's mind, and it also made him understand that he had no way out, "Damn it, if he wasn't in a hurry just now. . . '

But Qingdao's shot will not give him a chance to regret it, the next ball, it really is——

"A changeup! This inning is pitched again! Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with this pitcher's changeup!" Xibang's bench exploded. Just now they were still guessing whether this pitcher could not throw too many changeups.

The result is the next second. .

"Three outs, switch sides!"

After the referee pronounced the verdict, Sano took the swinging bat and yelled fiercely at the home plate, "Ah!——"

He has almost understood that there will be no next fight.

　Watching the holidays end is like witnessing a massacre of workers
　　
　
(End of this chapter)