Chapter 54: The Little Old Man's Worries

The players of Tenryuji Middle School, when they first competed with Akagi Middle School, actually looked down on Akagi in their hearts.

All of them watched the video of the game between Akagi and Nagano Metropolitan High School, and they had a very objective evaluation of Akagi High School. In their opinion, the whole of Akagi is Sawamura's one-man team. If it wasn't for the surprise of Akagi Middle School, and if Nagano Metropolitan was not lucky that day, there would be no way Akagi would have won Nagano Metropolitan High School.

In today's game, they originally thought they could abuse Akagi.

But now that the game has been played for five rounds, they still haven't broken through the defense of Akagi Middle School and scored points.

1:0!

This score is like a clown mask, constantly laughing at them.

And the most terrifying thing is that until now, they have not seen any hope of conquering Sawamura. Two innings, six outs. Can they really get points out of that pitcher?

This confusion, like poison, constantly gnaws at their hearts. Even Hirata, Hirata, Nanami Haruka, and Hattori who have experienced big scenes, these star players have ugly expressions on their faces.

Inexplicably, they had a hunch that they would lose.

It is possible to hit Sawamura's ball into the outfield after all. How much this probability is, no one can say. But through the fourth and fifth rounds, the people from Tianlong Temple were barely able to come up with an answer.

The answer is that it is very difficult. I am afraid it will be difficult for them to use this method to conquer Sawamura in the last two rounds.

Lose, fail!

As long as they think of this, goose bumps all over their bodies grow up, and a trace of cowardice and fear in their hearts continues to spread.

"Stupid! What a fool!"

The little old man scolded in a low voice, and then asked the assistant coach to summon all the players from Tianlong Temple who were ready to attack.

"Do you have a feeling of being led by the nose?"

Yamano Hiromitsu asked seriously.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Qi Hai looked at the mountains in disbelief.

The others looked at each other in dismay, maybe except Nanami, everyone else had a faint feeling like they were always in the trap of Akagi Middle School.

The little old man ignored Qi Haiyao's question, staring at the players in Tianlong Temple with old eyes.

"Do you know why you feel this way?"

Pingyuan and Hirata, the two looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Because you are stupid, stupid like pigs."

The little old man said in a low voice, "I told you to swing the bat with all your strength, but when you find that the way forward is not going to work, won't you be flexible?"

The players of Tianlong Temple are very aggrieved, this little old man is too unreasonable. If you listen to him, he says you won't be flexible. If you don't listen to him, he says you want to fly before your wings grow strong.

Anyway, nothing is right.

The little old man finished grumbling and glanced at the silent disciples in dissatisfaction.

Of course he had reasons to be dissatisfied, and he had already clearly reminded them how to deal with it. When it really hit, they were still led by Fengxiang and Sawamura by the nose.

They could see exactly what ball they were aiming for from the bullpen, not to mention Feng Xiang at the catcher position and Sawamura at the pitcher mound. It was precisely because he could see through the path of the ball they aimed at that Sawamura could turn them around.

They don't even know how to act and deceive people, so what else can you expect them to do?

Although he thought so in his heart, the little old man did not bring it up. Most of the people in the Tianlong Temple area are very simple, and they definitely do not lack the spirit of teamwork and conscientiousness, but it is really difficult for them to act and deceive people.

Some things cannot be changed. Batting is a battle of wits between the batter and the pitcher and catcher. Looking at this aspect alone, Fengxiang and Sawamura's partner,

Almost finished the lineup of Tenryuji Middle School.

"Since we're betting on probability, we can't win, so let's change the way we can win. Next, it's the core's three, four or five sticks. We've hit two rounds before, and you want to see the pitcher's ball. It's clear. Do you have the confidence to hit the ball head-on?"

Saying that, the little old man's eyes were fixed on Qi Hai Yao, Pingyuan and Hirata.

Hit the ball solidly and don't want to mess up.

All three nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, coach."

"Relax, Dad, I'm strong."

"it is good!"

"You three go to prepare, and I'll talk to the others."

The little old man motioned, and the three people who played the core line left. Then he warned others carefully.

After all the instructions, he returned to the lounge chair worriedly.

"Teacher Yamano, don't be too anxious, trust our team members."

The assistant coach couldn't bear it any longer, and comforted him.

The old man is in his 60s, and his temper is like a volcano, which is really rare.

Hiroshi Yamano shook his head.

He was worried about this game. It was not difficult to win this game. There were many ways. Baseball is not something that only one or two people can play.

What he is worried about is that in the future, Sawamura is now dragging such a group of teammates to rampage in Nagano. What about next year and the year after?

The three kings are Nagano Metropolitan, Dabei Middle School, and Tenryu Temple.

This time I am afraid that I have really met an opponent, a very strong one.

In the first half of the sixth inning, Tianlong Temple Middle School attacked.

"Third, pitcher, Nanami Haruka."

This time Qihai stood on the strike zone, the strike posture, and the grip of the stick did not have any obvious features, including the position.

Feng Xiang frowned subconsciously. As an excellent catcher, it is fundamental to judge what kind of ball the opponent is aiming for from the batter's striking posture, stance, expression, and reaction.

In the previous two duels, he could guess what Qi Hai Yao wanted to play, but this time, he was a little unsure.

It felt like Nanami was planning to swing any ball.

Let's try it out first, the first ball is a bad ball in the inside corner.

Seeing Fengxiang's code, Sawamura nodded. He felt exactly the same as Feng Xiang, Nanami Haruka seemed to be aiming at all the ball paths that entered the strike zone.

On the first ball, Sawamura threw a bad ball close to the inside corner.

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball flew through the strike zone and flew into Feng Xiang's glove like a laser beam.

"Bad ball!"

In the face of the inner corner, there is no interference at all. Nanami Haruka now feels like an iceberg that doesn't move.

Feng Xiang's heart sank, Qi Hai was serious!

Only Feng Xiang, who was a former partner, knows the horror of Nanami Haruka. Nanami is a true genius, a genius who is different from everyone else. His strongest point isn't even his pitching, it's his hitting.

Strength, dynamic vision, mentality, coordination, everything a good hitter should have.