Chapter 1176 Thanks to Metropolis

Gao Yang and the others, who were familiar with the situation, didn't say anything, but Hank and Brian looked stunned. +Dingding Novel, www.

After a long time, Sethis said with an incredulous look on his face: "No way? Instead of playing for the New York Yankees, why not play for the Texas Rangers?"

Frye shrugged and said: "That's it, I have to go to the Texas Rangers, but it's hard to say when I can go. Maybe this year, maybe next year, maybe I will never go. I said, I won't go for the time being." He'll play professional baseball."

Hank looked confused and said, "Why can't you play baseball now? Why is that?"

Frye said solemnly: "No reason."

It seemed that there was no need or possibility to continue the conversation. Hank looked helpless. After looking at Brian, he shrugged and said, "Well, it seems that I can only accept this result. However, Mr. Smith, we I am really sincere and what I want to say is that if you change your mind at any time, the New York Yankees welcome you at any time and the door here is always open for you."

It seemed that Hank was about to conclude his sentence, but at this moment Brian said anxiously: "Hey, Fry, since you are here, why don't you go and have some fun? We have golfers practicing, you can go and do some exercise Throw a few balls. Our venue is very good. Also, do you know your own strength? We have professional equipment that can help you figure out your own strength. For example, it is good to measure the speed of the ball or something. Yes."

Frye was a little moved. He refused to leave Satan to play professional baseball, but as long as he was not allowed to leave Satan, he was willing to spend all his free time playing baseball. And he really wants to know how far his abilities have reached. He just knows that he can throw the ball fast. But I don't know how close it is.

Frye looked at Gao Yang. He was used to taking action according to Gao Yang's words, except of course, except for letting him leave Satan.

Gao Yang smiled and said: "Go ahead, it's not bad to have fun, we don't have anything to do."

Frye immediately nodded and said, "Okay, let's go have some fun."

Brian immediately smiled and said: "Very good, we are ready. Please follow me."

Hank looked at Morgan and Sethis and said softly: "Let's go take a look too."

Sethis said urgently: "Go, go and have a look."

A large group of people walked onto the field. At this time, there were four or five people training on the field. They were Yankee players living in New York. Although the new season had not started yet, they would go to the field to train every day. to maintain status.

The head coach of the New York Yankees was also there, along with two other members of the coaching staff, and scout Roger Russ was also there.

After seeing Frye. Roger looked pleased as he walked up to Frye. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Young man, Xin Hao, you are here, otherwise it will be difficult for me. Come, throw a few balls and scare them!"

Fry shook hands with Roger and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I was a little surprised at the time."

Roger waved his hands repeatedly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, come on, let's get started. Do you want to change your clothes? Warm up first."

Frye looked at the baseball field. He had indeed never played on such a good field. After a smile appeared on his face, he waved his arms and said urgently: "No need to change clothes, that's it."

Brian shouted, "Put the speed gun on, Mr. Girardi, and get a batter for our guest."

Head coach Joseph Girardi, when he learned that Frye had arrived on the court, he immediately rushed over with the coaching staff. He had already made plans without Brian's instructions.

"DiMaggio, you're going to hit the ball, and Carlisle, you're going to be the catcher. Okay, let's do a little practice. Is the speed gun ready? Okay, we can start."

The two players came to their positions. The batter was the main hitter of the New York Yankees. He basically held the second or third bat position. Although he was not the most important slugger or an All-Star,

But his strength is definitely at the top level in Major League Baseball.

DiMaggio was indeed a little unhappy about letting a main hitter do training exercises for a newcomer, but DiMaggio was not stupid, so he was unhappy, but when he saw the big boss, manager, and head coach all coming, he also He attaches great importance to the newcomer's appearance. DiMaggio will only cooperate well and will use all his abilities to try to hit a few good shots.

The head coach personally stood in the referee's position and shouted to Frye, who was holding the ball in his hand: "Are you ready? Start."

After Frye bent down and stretched his body, he threw the baseball in an upward pitching position.

After a whoosh, the catcher caught the baseball in his hand, and the batter named DiMaggio was waving the bat with a very unnatural look on his face after the bat missed.

"nice shot!"

After the head coach shouted, he immediately turned his attention to the group of people looking at the speed gun, and then Roger shouted in an excited tone: "103.6 six miles!"

Brian nodded repeatedly, and he finally saw Frye's pitch with his own eyes.

It was confirmed in front of the boss that he was not bragging or wasting the effort of the boss personally inviting Fry here. This was good, but what made Brian depressed was that Fry refused to join no matter how good his performance was. Yankees.

One pitch made him famous, and that was it. When Frye threw a fastball that exceeded a hundred miles on the first pitch, many things were already determined.

The head coach looked excited when he saw the batsman named DiMaggio carrying the bat on his shoulders again. After getting ready to hit the ball, he immediately waved to indicate that Frye could continue to pitch.

Frye didn't change his tactics. He threw the ball again. Nothing changed, it was still a fastball.

"106.2 miles! 106.2 miles!"

This time it was Brian himself who shouted out loudly, and Hank leaned his head over to look at the numbers representing the ball speed, and then looked at Frye with eyes that had become very eager.

Frye threw the ball out for the third time, and the flight trajectory and landing point were almost unchanged, but the batter just couldn't hit it.

DiMaggio tried his best, but he just couldn't hit it.

"107.5 miles!"

Brian yelled again. The speed of the ball was still increasing. This was normal. Frye didn't warm up much. This was only the third ball he had thrown. If he moved his body, God knows where he could throw the ball. How fast.

For pitchers, almost all pitching methods can be practiced, but fastball cannot be practiced. Fastball cannot be practiced, fastball is natural talent.

A pitcher with a speed of more than 100 miles per hour cannot be trained. Just the three balls Frye threw can definitely make all the major league baseball teams offer him an olive branch, even if he can't do anything else, it doesn't matter. , this ball speed is enough.

But Frye doesn't just have ball speed, he has talent, but he not only has talent, but also skills.

If this was a game, DiMaggio would have been struck out, and this was under the premise that Frye did not change the path of the ball at all, and the trajectory of the pitch flew exactly the same route, but this was just to let him verify that Frye had not changed the path of the ball at all. Rai's ability, so poor DiMaggio has to bite the bullet and continue.

DiMaggio has decided that as long as Frye throws the ball, he will follow the trajectory just now. He doesn't care about anything, as long as he can put the bat on the path of the ball in time.

Frye threw the baseball for the fourth time, and this time his ball speed did drop significantly, but again, DiMaggio's bat missed.

"Oh Butterball, God, he's such a treasure."

Hank's face was complicated, he frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the coach and the others all looked frightened. Roger was right, Frye had indeed succeeded in scaring them.

Frye smiled confidently and happily. He picked up the ball and threw it in a different way every time. He was showing off his unique skills and telling others that he was a monster.

A genius was born when a father brought a baseball as a gift to his child.

He has been able to throw baseballs since he was five or six years old. He has no friends to play with him, no audience, and even few people around him who can spell the word baseball correctly.

Frye's baseball journey was very lonely. No one could help Frye catch the ball, so Frye could only throw the ball accurately. He only had one baseball and couldn't lose it, so Frye could only use stones as baseballs. Later, Frye began to explore all the ways to throw the ball without anyone teaching him.

He was thrown from childhood to adulthood like this. A person who can endure loneliness and persist in playing things that are incompatible with the environment until adulthood. To be able to do this, he must have a true love for this sport.

"God, he is God's masterpiece. I have been watching football for so many years and I have never seen such a crazy pitcher. I don't want to know what he can do now. I want to know what he can't do! Oh, poor Dee Macho, he is so strong."

Sessions was a baseball fan whose mouth never closed, and his sympathy for DiMaggio came from the fact that the first-rate hitter never hit a single hit.

He didn't hit even once. If this was a game, DiMaggio would have collapsed. In fact, he was on the verge of collapse. However, in front of the boss, manager and head coach, he was beaten horribly by a newcomer. DiMaggio Joe's psychological quality is good enough, he is very strong.

Hank looked enthusiastic and gritted his teeth: "I must get him! No matter what the cost, he must come to the New York Yankees. The Texas Rangers are not worthy of him. He belongs to the New York Yankees!"

Seth said urgently: "Hank, you must do something! You must not let him go to the Texas Rangers. He has changed, no, he has the ability to subvert the entire league. He is a treasure, and you are It would be a shame if the Texas Rangers snatched him away from the first one who came into contact with him!"

Hank nodded and said happily: "Yes, yes, we are very lucky. No, maybe we should thank the Mets. If we can really get him, I will definitely make a formal statement." Thank you Mets, just wait, man, Frye will definitely play for the Yankees! And I will definitely thank the Mets!" (To be continued...) R527