Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 221
For Kawakami, he had imagined ace very early on.

But I don’t know when, he seldom thinks about it anymore. Miyuki once persuaded him: “Nori, you only need to think about comparing yourself with yourself. Every shot must be better than the last one. This is your biggest goal. succeeded."

'It doesn't matter, as long as the team can win.Being able to stay in a winning team is a recognition of me. '

In the original Qingdao pitching team, there were only a few people, except for Tanba-senpai, who was him.So although he was very nervous every time he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the supervisor, after losing it, he felt even more sad.

'How much can I help the team? 'Just a bench player.

But recently, he seems to have figured it out a little bit, the sole responsibility.

Kawakami walked towards the first-year trio, "No matter who plays tomorrow, they are representing Seidou. Standing on the mound, we must deal with it with the mentality of an ace. Those who do not play, cheer on the bench, or do it all the time. Good preparation for playing is also an important way to participate. The four of us are of one heart and one mind, isn’t this the formula for us to win in Qingdao?”

"Wow——" Eijun's reaction made Kawakami a little embarrassed, "Senior Nori would still say such things!"

Jiang Gu followed suit and nodded.

"Baga!" Gao Zhiye said, "Don't be so presumptuous to senior, okay?"

Then he turned his head and said to Senior Kawakami, "Tomorrow I will play in the last two innings. Fuguya pitched two games in a row. There is a high probability that there will not be many innings tomorrow. Then the remaining innings will need to be handed over to Senior Kawakami. "

"Number of rounds... not too many?" Jiang Gu froze when he heard this.

And Eijun jumped beside him: "There's me!"

"En!" Kawakami nodded, "Leave it to me."

Standing opposite, Miyuki couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing the happy scene of the group of four.

"I didn't expect to rely on Nori in the end." In the pitching lineup of this team, Kawakami has a very special identity, strong stability, and he is still a sophomore.Now that the other two are competing with Takano, it is most appropriate for Kawakami to take over as the first-year pitching leader.

Fortunately, Kawakami realized this without him reminding him anything.

. . .

Kawasaki Academy, an old public school that was abandoned when the famous private baseball teams rose, but it has maintained a certain level and has not completely withdrawn.

When all schools became a sea of ​​red based on the deviation value, Kawasaki College took a different approach and opened various blue-collar technical subjects.Because in Japan, many people will choose employment after graduating from high school, and a job as a skilled worker is enough to support them.

For the students here, the future is already clearly visible. Once they leave the school, they will have to work for decades. Therefore, the clubs in the student days have become the last youth left to them.

Kawasaki's baseball club is set up in a wasteland five kilometers away from the school. Every day when going to school or doing club activities, a group of people need to run with weight.But even under such harsh conditions, the kids in the baseball club are used to it.

"Bump—" Someone hit the ball from a distance, only the baseball team members applauded, and there were very few onlookers.

"Good job!" The one who pitched in front was their coach, and he was Kawasaki's OB, "It would be great if you could hit that fastball pitcher from Seidou like that."

"Hmph," the muscles of Kawasaki's four clubs are not exaggerated, they are all exercised in real work, and it should be said that the members of the baseball club are basically of this practical style.

"Bump—" He shot it far away.

Then I was crazily complained by the companions who lined up behind: "Hey~ hey~ I know you can do it, so can you step aside, you have already hit ten balls in a row."

Kawasaki's hitting rule is that as long as the middle is hit continuously, it can be hit continuously.

It's a pity that Siba went to the open space next to him to practice his swing. To be honest, every time he hit a baseball smoothly, he would have an illusion that he might be able to rely on baseball for a living.

Coach Kawasaki, who heard the words of the four clubs, patted his main gun on the shoulder earnestly, "Then let's check it out. In Qingdao's team this year, it is estimated that several of them will be selected by the professional baseball in the future. Are you here?" During the game, look more at their performance, and see what kind of players professional baseball needs. After that, we have to follow the established path, or fight hard, and it will only be the past two years.”

So in the mobile phone of Kawasaki Shiyo, there is a long list of names, all of which were given to him by the coach, "Kazuya Miyuki, Takano, Akira Furutani."

Thinking of the string of names in his heart, the wind of Siba brandishing his bat became louder, "Professional baseball?"

. . .

At the same time, in Qingdao's bullpen, Gao Zhiye felt strange no matter how he cast.

"You care too much about your shoulders!" Miyuki patiently guided the pitcher who had just been lifted.

"Is there?" Gao Zhiye just didn't dare to be too fast when he swung his arms.

"Sure enough, sealing the shoulder for so long still has a great impact on pitching," Coach Ochiai stood aside, "But the shoulder injury should have been healed long ago. If it's like this now, it must be a psychological problem." '

"Takano, don't think about your shoulders when throwing the ball, and focus on the rotation of your lower body. Trust your own throwing habits and find the feeling slowly."

The pitcher on the opposite side nodded, and he also noticed that every time he pitched, a little attention would drift to 'how much strength the shoulders need to use'.

"Then let me try." Gao Zhiye raised his hand to the opposite side.

"Huh—" He took a deep breath, the influx of air made the presence of the lungs in the chest cavity particularly obvious.

'Relax your head and don't frown. '

'Relax your shoulders and let your arms hang naturally at your sides. '

'Relax your back and abdomen. If you have a small belly, you can let it say hello to everyone. It's a pity that you are a sports student and don't have such a thing. '

'Relax your legs and just feel the ground supporting the soles of your feet. '

Then--

Stepping out, when the body is twisted, the connected muscle system is already pulling the upper body.

Then, the hip joint is twisted from the side to the home plate to face the home plate, the glove arm is drawn to the waist side, and the chest is also turned forward with the right arm.

Finger ball.

finally--

After the ball has been thrown, the body's center of gravity is shifted to the front supporting foot with the remaining strength, and the entire throwing action is finally completed.

"Thick—this ball is not bad."

Ochiai said a few words of guidance, and Takano immediately practiced it.

"Nice ball! Finally got the feeling, remember it, next ball, keep going!"

Miyuki also cast a glance at Coach Ochiai, leaving the impression that 'this coach is really capable', and continued to pitch with Takano.Tomorrow is the game, there is really no time to be surprised.

　When I got to work, I was prompted for data, sent a bunch of non-stop, and kept asking about a SQL that I couldn't change, and it almost collapsed at that time!To make matters worse, the boss will use this data for a meeting tomorrow! !

　　BI ignored us at all!You can only change it yourself!

　　Then, I don’t know where I changed it right, but the SQL that kept reporting errors actually ran out of data. God, in retrospect, I didn’t change anything at all, because I deleted it in the end! !

　　But I don't know why, the database suddenly becomes human! !

　　Suddenly it works! !
　　At noon, everyone else is sleeping, and I am counting. Maybe it is pity on me! !

　　When it's running at 1% instead of pausing due to an error, I suddenly want to hug my computer! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)