Chapter 36: 1 in 10 Chance to Win

"Pass home plate!"

From the cowshed of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School, anxious shouts could be heard.

Feng Xiang Long Yi's face was pale, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. Sawamura didn't want to hit a home run from the very beginning. He saw his side and would use an outside corner kick to decide the outcome, so he decided to aim for an outside corner kick and hit the direction of first base. For a hit through first base, although the ball does not fly too far, because there is a vast void behind the first base defense, the defending player has to turn around to chase the ball, then pick it up and pass it back, which takes a long time. . The runner is fast and has a chance to run to third base. Once the defense finds that there is no chance to prevent the runner from going to third base, he will choose to pass the ball back to first base first, and then pass home plate.

Sawamura aimed at this opportunity.

If the outfielder passes home plate directly, he has no chance of stealing home plate at all. So what he was waiting for was this opportunity, the chance to hit home plate when the outfielder passed first base.

The ball goes to the first baseman, the first baseman passes it to the catcher, the catcher bends down...

That's enough time for Sawamura to venture back to home plate.

"Did he see the fleeting blunder of the outfielder, or did he plan it all out in the first place?"

No matter what kind it was, Feng Xiang Long Yi felt shivering.

Fengxiang Longyi was reluctant to accept the latter instinctively. He was more willing to believe that Sawamura caught the outfielder, and that fleeting mistake decided to steal home plate. But even so, Nasawamura at least has the insight of a professional player to be able to do this.

The first baseman receives a pass from the outfielder and returns to home plate. At this time, Sawamura had already returned to home plate to rest.

A two-run home run!

Akagi Middle School scored two points in one go, tying the score.

The total score changed from 2:0 to the current 2:2 draw.

In the second half of the seven innings, Akagi Middle School was out twice, no one got on base, and it was a desperate moment. Fengxiang and Sawamura played super long plays one after another, helping the team to tie the score.

At this point, even the narrator didn't know what language he should use to describe his shocking mood.

So exciting!

This is absolutely, the short and poor on the baseball field counterattack the rich and handsome.

"Akagi! Akagi!!!"

Hundreds of spectators who supported Akagi and Sawamura even cheered Akagi crazily, as if they had won.

In stark contrast, the Nagano Metropolitan High School team and stand supporters.

They feel that they are completely confused, who can tell them what happened just now?

Two minutes, no, a minute ago, weren't they still winning? In the blink of an eye, it became equal.

"Ao, Sawamura, ooh ooh, Akagi!!!"

Xiaolin stood up and shouted incoherently.

Da Lin next to him felt that his eyes were getting wet, it was so exciting.

Sawamura himself is also very happy, although based on his experience, bullying a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old children is really not shameful. But he was still very happy to live up to the trust of his friends and score two points. In the situation just now, if he stopped at third base, the game would have ended long ago.

What's more, his actions just now, even in the peak of his career, have never been done.

This is the first time Sawamura has truly felt his progress. Although the speed and strength of his body are far from the peak of his previous life, his insight and determination have already surpassed those of his previous life.

Sawamura was convinced that in this life, he would definitely surpass his previous life and be more brilliant than his previous life.

"Strike, strike, strike, strikeout!"

Although the little friends of Nagano Metropolitan High School were shocked and a little confused, they did not collapse as Sawamura expected. At this time, the hard training of the giants gave them confidence. Even if it was tied in the last round, the players from Nagano Metropolitan Middle School,

There is never any doubt that the final winner of this game must be them.

The players who have completed the defense go back to their bullpen.

Mari looked ashamed: "Coach, I'm sorry!"

The first baseman next to him also lowered his head, as well as the left fielder.

The mistake just now was not caused by a single person. Sawamura penetrated the entire Nagano Metropolitan High School defense lineup. The pitcher, first baseman, and outfielder all have an inescapable responsibility for dropping points just now.

In Fengxiang Longyi's mind, Sawamura's actions just now kept flashing, and he had to admit that it was really beautiful. Batting, running bases, timing, a perfect mess.

"You said that in this game, what is the winning percentage of our two sides?"

In the face of crisis, Fengxiang Longyi behaved very calmly.

win rate?

The friends from Nagano Metropolitan Middle School looked at each other, but failed to understand what Fengxiang Longyi meant. At this time, shouldn't I be thinking about how to recover the score? What the hell is talking about win rates?

Fengxiang Longyi did not wait for everyone to give him an answer, but said to himself: "With our strength, we can win at least eight or nine games against Chicheng Middle School in ten games. That is to say, before the game starts, Chicheng The chance of winning in middle school is one in ten.”

one tenth!

Even if Akagi has a plug-in like Sawamura, and a powerful person like Fengxiang Ouichi. There is still a big gap between them and Nagano Metropolitan High School. They are lucky to win one in ten games.

"But they just turned the game into a close match! As one of the three strongest schools in Nagano, we are really ashamed. I feel like I have lost my face, how about you? "

Fengxiang Longyi's tone was not severe, but the Nagano Metropolitan players who listened to him felt like they were being slapped in the face.

"Want to prove yourself? Throw away all the previous games and prove yourself with your strength. No matter how fair you are with Akagi Middle School, I won't give you any strategies for the next extra matches. You have to think for yourself. Are you confident?"

"Have!"

On the other side, in the bullpen of Akagi Middle School.

The friends surrounded Sawamura excitedly. They didn't believe that they even beat Nagano Metropolitan High School, one of the three kings of Nagano Prefecture.

It feels like a dream.

"Don't get excited, the game has just started, and the next step is the key."

Sawamura smiled indifferently. After the two sides tied in seven games, a playoff was held.

Because of time constraints, the extra round of the county competition is the end of the whole game, and the leading side wins. The total number of extra rounds shall not exceed five rounds. If the 12 rounds are finished and there is still no winner, the game will be played again on another day.

Although the performance of Akagi Middle School was amazing, the vast majority of the audience did not think that Akagi could really create miracles.

The more stalemate the game, the more experienced and hard-trained side, the greater the advantage. The three kings were killed in countless hard battles. A fledgling dark horse team like Chicheng is not comparable to them in this regard.

The strength is not as good as the person, the experience is not as rich as the other party, and the mentality is not as good as the other party.

Even if there are plug-ins like Sawamura, Akagi Middle School is still in danger.

Their game experience is pitiful, let alone this kind of play-off experience.