Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 237 Disappearing White Shadow

At this moment, Director Kataoka had two options in front of him, one was Fubuya who was in good form, and the other was the ace who only played more than one game in the last game.

Don't hesitate, Kataoka didn't stand up and change.

Gao Zhiye returned to the left field area with a somewhat abnormal mood. As the trump card, he should not have any panic or anxiety.

Jiaziyuan and his party have already proved his strength and contribution very well, but they are not so sure now.

Supervisor Kataoka has always used whoever is in good condition.

But inside, there was another voice at the same time, 'Are you playing yet?Are you sure you're in bad shape?If there is no verification of the game, the excellent performance of others has nothing to do with your state, right? '

No, it's just that because of the rapid progress of others, I noticed my own slowness.

Uncovering the underlying reason of this layer of emotion, the continuous panic from just now was shattered, but if there is no follow-up game to continuously verify self-confidence, this emotion will come back again.

'It's so annoying! Takano kept his eyes on the duel at the home plate, and was still struggling with anxiety in his heart.

"bump--"

"Bump—" The crisp sound of the bat hitting the baseball several times in a row showed that Daoshi had adopted a more aggressive strategy now.

At this time, the hitter was Cal Ross, and he gradually got used to the pitcher's rough pitching. While constantly hitting out of bounds, he was also quietly observing the gaps in Qingdao's defense.

"Touch——" Another whizzing pitch, Karl Rose was about to lean over and bunt, but unexpectedly it was a finger ball that went straight to the plate.

Barely touching the direction of third base, the batter dropped the bat and headed for first base.

"out!"

The result is still not working.

"That pitcher in Qingdao is still in good condition." Carlos passed the message to the next bat.

"The pitcher must be destroyed before he can take the initiative to switch pitches." This is the requirement that Guoyou supervised for the players in this round. Because of this requirement, Daoshi's players must use aggressive methods to get on base.

After that, you can interfere with the pitcher on the base, and changing the pitcher to a fixed pitch will also weaken the power of the ball very well.

So the new hitter, standing directly at the front, close to home plate, blocked the inside corner area.

In the pitcher's field of vision, the narrow strike zone seems to be squeezed a little smaller by the hitter.

At this time, if you shoot the inside corner, it will be a very big challenge to the pitcher's psychology.

However, the catcher's mask on the opposite side moved slightly towards the hitter for a moment, and immediately hit the signal of the first ball directly below.

'The interior angle is low. . The catcher didn't make any soothing movements, including his expression hidden in the shadows, and only this instruction came, "Low the inner corner!" '

I don't know what rejection is, and the wall of resistance generated in my heart at this time is quickly knocked down.

Since that's what the catcher asked for--

What emerges in the pitcher's mind is the pitching feeling solidified in his body by various types of balls, just like the instincts of breathing and movement are preserved in the brain stem, so that human beings will not forget to breathe when sleeping or unconscious, or Suddenly forgetting how to maintain balance and how the two feet should work together while running.

In the six months since he really became a pitcher, a part of Jiang Gu's brain has also slowly solidified into an area that preserves the pitcher's instinct.

But now, this part of the area is fighting against his emotions floating on the surface.

There is a visual weight difference between the right striking area occupied by human figures and the empty left striking area. The full inner corner is now heavy, making people's eyes want to run to the outer corner in order to maintain a 'social distance'.

But the catcher's order is low on the inside corner, and the glove sits there silently.

'It's weird, tired, trying to throw a check to first base, but there's no runner. 'The inner corner kick, which was easy just now, suddenly became difficult.

Jiang Gu's eyes looked at the glove behind through the block of the hitter's body, "As long as you look at the glove, the only target is the glove. '

As soon as the thought came out, all the emotions just disappeared, 'Yeah, I'm just throwing the ball into the glove, going straight in, not hitting anyone. '

Stepping out, the pitcher's instinct took over the body again, and before Jiang Gu realized it, the ball had already been dropped.

Then, as the ball races toward home plate, the batter jerks back, the catcher's mitt splays, the dark color covers the harsh white, and the baseball disappears from view.

"Pa—" In an instant, the dust settled.

It was only then that Jiang Gu realized that he had just thrown an inside corner kick that brushed against the hitter's body, but the referee looked at the hitter and did not judge the ball as dangerous.

"nice shot!"

Finally, the voice reached Jiang Gu's ears.

'Ah, it was voted out. 'He looked at his right hand reflexively, feeling something unknowingly shattered, like an epiphany.

Many dull people can't quickly interpret other people's feelings, nor can they quickly straighten out their messy emotions, but they can slowly experience the real raw materials of their emotions from the ups and downs in the inner conflicts that have been boiled in a pot.

'Just now, I solved it myself, I don't know if Miyuki-senpai noticed it. . Jiang Gu raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side, but he didn't get an answer, only a white ball was thrown back, which was caught by the pitcher reflexively.

The catcher didn't notice the abnormality on the other side. There were too many things to pay attention to on the court, the position of the field, the reaction of the hitter, and how to match the next ball.

'Yo Xi, the last ball went into the inner corner very well, this guy Jiang Gu didn't have the consciousness of hitting the opponent at all.Should I be obedient, or heartless? 'If Baihe doesn't dodge the ball, it will be a touch ball.

At this time, I can only praise the pitcher who threw such an inside corner kick. Of course, there is a second person who can be praised as amazing.

Frightened by the approaching ball, Bai He backed up abruptly, followed closely, and stood in the same position again.

'Hey, you didn't flinch at all? After Miyuki noticed this, he immediately changed his mind about serving the ball.

So the glove is placed in the inner corner again.

This time the inner corner is high.

Jiang Gu took a deep breath, and the urge to shake his head was brewing in his heart. At this moment, the catcher's glove brought him more pressure than the hitter's bat.

It was precisely because the ball was thrown so well just now that he hesitated. Before he realized it, he had already thrown the ball instinctively.But no one can guarantee that the next ball will be played exactly according to the script of the previous ball.

In particular, the height of the glove is closer to the batter's head.

'what to do? 'Involuntarily, people assume that if there is someone who they want to emulate or surpass, what will he do. "If Gao Jun said it, he will definitely vote in it at this time." '

Thinking of this, the pitcher nodded, missing the opportunity to shake his head.

Peace of mind, peace of mind.

Just look at the glove, look at the glove, but involuntarily noticed the helmet near the glove.

At this moment, Jiang Gu, who had just broken through the psychological barrier on his own, lost the familiar touch in his hand.

When the ball is shot, the pitcher is more nervous than the hitter about the position of the ball.

'Fool!The cast is wrong! 'The glove moves toward the red center.

But the hitter didn't give him this chance, a bat hit the center of the ball, and Shiro disappeared from the catcher in milliseconds.

　Friday is Friday, but not happy at all! !

　　Full-day meeting in the morning, project initiation report in the afternoon
　　There were ten people in total, and I was ranked second to last in the report. . . .

　　It is simply torment! ! !The sooner I finish the lecture, the sooner I will be relieved. Now I have to listen to the reports of 8 people to end the beating of gongs and drums in my heart. . .

　　I want to reach Saturday as soon as I close my eyes. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)