Chapter 52: Big Crisis!

Inside the bullpen of the Tenryuji Middle School baseball team.

The assistant coach, watching his own players attack, asked the little old man Hiroshi Yamano in confusion: "Mr. Yamano, are you sure the long stick will work?"

For no reason, the assistant coach just felt uneasy.

If the Akagi Junior High School baseball team is so easy to deal with, then Nagano Metropolitan High School will never lose to them.

Whether the players of the Nagano Metropolitan Middle School baseball team or their coach Fengxiang Longyi, they are not soft persimmons.

"How do you know if you don't try it?"

The old man Yamano said angrily: "Whether it can be successful or not depends on the pitcher of Chicheng Middle School, whether he is really capable."

"But didn't he suppress the Nagano Metropolitan High School's lineup before? There should be no doubt about his strength."

"A game doesn't mean much. Besides, you don't want to see what the other side planned? Why should the second base be vacated?"

Baseball is a game of attacking and defending bases. In the offense, any base bag has a very special meaning. Second base was approaching the scoring lap, and a slightly better hit was enough to get the second base runner back to home plate. When defending, vacating the second base is like breaking an arm.

Even the old fox-like Hiroshi Yamano couldn't figure out why Sawamura would do this?

The game continues.

Facing the big stick attack taken by Tenryuji Middle School, Sawamura's reaction was very calm.

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!"

Although the baseball flies in the center, the strange thing is that once the hitter hits, the bat always brushes past the baseball, and the two never touch. It feels like the batter of Tenryu Temple always keeps swiping the air when he strikes.

Anxious, they couldn't help but want to settle the fight with a solid hit or bunt, believing that as long as they got the bat steady, they would definitely hit the ball.

But looking at Chicheng's infield, the thought that they had just raised was smothered by themselves.

The first and third base fielders were close to the strike zone, and it felt that the distance between the two sides was not even ten meters. Pitchers and second basemen, shortstops were also poked behind them. The first half of the infield has been filled by Akagi's five people. There are also two outfielders in the back, eyeing...

At such times, hitting the ball into the infield feels like giving the ball to Akagi on purpose.

Soon, Akagi Middle School scored three outs and completed the defense of the second game.

In the cowshed of Tianlong Temple, the little old man, Shanye Boguang, smiled a little cunningly. Faintly, he had already seen some of Chicheng's plans.

"Seven sea boy."

"Dad!"

Qi Hai looked at the old man Yamano in disbelief.

"Remember, no matter how sharp the changing ball is, it must be matched with the straight ball to be powerful. The straight ball is the core, understand?"

"clear!"

"Strike, strike, strike, strikeout!"

"strike out!"

"strike out!"

Under the sharp straight ball, Akagi's friends could only disarm and surrender. But in four or five minutes, Tianlong Temple Middle School scored three outs in the second round.

The game was in such a confrontation between you and me, and there were three rounds.

In the second half of the third inning, after two outs, Sawamura was struck out by Haruka Nanami with a curve ball and a straight ball.

In my impression, this is the first time Sawamura has been struck out so cleanly.

Even with the experience of the previous life, in the final analysis, attacking is not Sawamura's specialty. And Nanami Haruka is indeed one of the best pitchers in Nagano and even the Kanto region.

At the end of the three games, the grassroots Akagi Middle School still has a one-point advantage.

Leading the King Tenryuji Middle School.

In the first half of the fourth round, Tianlong Temple Middle School attacked.

Shan Ye Boguang, who has always been as steady as Mount Tai, made his move.

"You don't need to be confused, just swing with all your might! The more you think about hitting a solid hit or a bunt, the more you can't concentrate on your full swing. Forget those little thoughts and go all out to hit the ball! That pitcher's pitch, strictly speaking It's still a straight ball. It's just that by pressing the wrist and raising the legs, the rotation of the ball is increased and the ball floats. This bypasses our bat! Next, just see him throwing with the high legs. If the method is used, aim at the two balls above the straight ball to swing the bat. Once the ball is in the air again, we will hit the normal strike and aim at the two balls above, and choose one of the two to swing the bat. We have at least three chances to strike a bat. If we simply calculate the probability, We also have a better chance of winning than the opponent. If the opponent is not throwing the ball with high kicks, then we aim at two or three centimeters above the straight ball..."

The old fox is the old fox.

The old man also watched the game between Akagi and Nagano Metropolitan High School before, and there was speculation at the time, but it was not very sure. After three rounds of observation today, he finally determined Sawamura's strength.

Although now compared with that stinky boy Qihai, it is still a little worse. But there is no doubt that Sawamura is also one of Nagano's top pitchers.

A pitcher of this level has no issues with ball speed, power, or ball control.

There are certain ways to deal with inconsistent pitchers, and naturally there are ways to deal with pitchers who have good ball control.

Today, Yamano Hiromitsu is using Sawamura's ball control to deal with Sawamura.

After all, the ball speed of 125 is less than 130, which is still too slow in comparison.

"Fourth, first baseman, Pingyuan!"

After Hirano came on stage, he still swung the bat with all his strength. Facing Sawamura's high-leg pitching, he chose to aim at the top two balls to swing the bat.

"Ping!"

The white ball was hit and flew far away.

Using a new hitting strategy, Tianlongsi Middle School finally hit the outfield, and the white ball kept flying, and it kept flying until it flew seven or eighty meters before it landed.

"Snapped!"

The baseball landed, and Pingyuan was approaching first base. He rudely crossed first base and went to second base.

Now the little fat man hanging at the back of the team in Akagi Middle School has not picked up the baseball, he has a chance. It wasn't until he passed second base that the little fat man dragged the fat and picked up the baseball.

From a distance of 100 meters in the outfield, it takes at least three or four seconds to pass the ball to the front, plus their long passing skills.

Have the opportunity!

Vaguely, Pingyuan felt that he had hope of running back to home plate and helping the team recover this point.

By this time, he had passed second base and was approaching third base.

The base running instructor at Tenryu Temple watched Yamaguchi just pick up the baseball and wanted to pass it back.

If you have a chance, keep running!

Without hesitation, he gave Pingyuan a password.

Pingyuan, ruthless in his heart, stepped on the foot of the third base bag, without stopping, and continued to run towards home plate.