Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Mark in the Marrow

"What kind of team is that?"

Minister Ota asked curiously.

Coach Ochiai's words are too reverie.

Ochiai groaned, he still didn't want to speak ill of his hometown. You can only pick up the things that you can get your hands on.

"The team's educational phalanx is for the players to think for themselves......"

Baseball education has always been a very difficult proposition. Some people like to train players like machines, and the better the performance of the machine, the better the team's results.

As for tactics, it's the art of coaching, and it has little to do with the players.

Others believe that the core of baseball is the players on the court. They should be left to think for themselves......

On the surface, the latter seems to be more able to win everyone's recognition and like. But the real situation is completely opposite, and it has been proved through practice that the former is generally easier to produce results than the latter.

In fact, this is very understandable, if the war is coming, the people of the two countries are preparing for each other.

A country strictly implements militarized education, and he treats all soldiers as weapons. Another country advocates liberal education and full respect for the human rights of soldiers.

In the case of technology, beliefs and other objective conditions are exactly the same, the soldiers of these two countries come to fight.

Who do you think will win in the end?

Practice makes sense, and it turns out that those who have undergone rigorous training, those whose bodies act before their brains. It's true that it's easier to score than some free-thinking players.

People are very lazy, and if there is no one to restrain them, let them move forward spontaneously. This kind of person can't say that there is none, but after all, it is a minority.

So gradually, everyone formed a common understanding. That is, the first thing a player needs to train is his basic ability in all aspects. Especially in elementary and middle school, which is just beginning to cultivate, it is based on the enhancement of physical fitness and ability.

After high school, some tactical things will be taught appropriately.

If the goal is to become a great player, these mechanized trainings alone are not enough. Mechanized training can only produce qualified players, not great star players. If you want to become a great star player, you also need to have the understanding of the player himself to go further.

But this still can't change the fact that almost all the giants are famous and young.

They are all based on basic training, and few schools focus on allowing players to practice independently.

"The team that lets the players think for themselves and then play?"

Ota felt that his brain might not be enough, and he seemed to understand everything Coach Ochiai said, but when combined, it was difficult for him to understand.

A group of teenagers who are not even 15 years old, that is, thirteen or fourteen years old. And how can they play the game by thinking for themselves?

Even if there really is such a wonderful team, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make a name for itself, right?

It's not that Minister Ota is deliberately singing down, in fact, he expects a group of teenage kids to come up with their own tactics and defeat a team of the same level as them.

In Minister Ota's worldview, this is almost impossible.

It's just that the world is too vast, and the individual's vision is too narrow. The fact that Minister Ota is difficult to understand does not mean that there is no such thing.

Okumura, who was standing on the strike zone at the moment, had his eyes fixed on Kawashima on the pitcher's hill.

On the surface, he seems to be calm, but in fact, his heart is definitely not as calm as it seems.

His eyes were sharp as if they were about to pierce the sky.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and through a window, we can see how turbulent Okumura's inner world is.

Deep, think!

Go deeper and ponder the other person's thoughts.

These thoughts, like an innate instinct, accompanied Okumura.

Now the ball count is one good and one bad, no one is out, and there are people on third base.

In order to avoid being forced to score points, the opponent should not dare to throw a low-angle ball at this time. And then take into account the situation of the capture......

Okumura's brain is like a state-of-the-art computer, constantly deducing the situation in front of him. In his deepest consciousness, the figure of a man could not be waved away for a long time.

It was a middle-aged man in his 40s with curly hair. Okumura's biggest impression of the man was his grinning face.

Okumura has the impression that he likes to touch the heads of the players with his big hands. It's like a spoiled parent expressing his feelings for his child.

"Very well done!"

"It's better than before."

The players regard this coach as their closest person and their beloved elders.

They are also willing to listen to the teachings of this elder.

"Listen up! Baseball is a sport in which every ball is paused. This gives us enough time to think and think about the situation at hand, the surprises and situations that may occur. Be prepared to throw the ball......"

"By the time the next goal came the way, it was the same again. Consider what we do, what will the other person do? Think deeper and think about what the other person thinks. ”

"As long as we are ready for all this, the scales of victory will be tilted in our favor."

"Another thing is that if you think about playing baseball again, you will feel that baseball becomes very interesting......

Unconsciously, Okumura's eyes were already a little moist.

The figure of that man has always been very majestic in Okumura's mind. That kind of majestic status is even comparable to her parents.

is such an elder who makes Okumura like a parent.

In the end, they chose to betray them and teach in their opponent's school.

Damn it!

Every time he thought about this, Okumura felt angry. He is no longer an innocent child, and of course he understands that there are many unavoidable feelings in the adult world.

No matter how much you have to do it, you don't have to say that they are garbage behind your back, right?

Not to mention joining a rival team, just because the other side pays more?

Thinking of all this, Okumura was very annoyed.

People are creatures with complex feelings, and that incident hit Okumura and his friends very hard. Some friends even gave up baseball directly because of this.

Okumura and Takuma did not give up baseball, partly because of their own talent. On the other hand, there is unwillingness......

The more the man said they were trash, the more he wanted to prove that man wrong with practical actions.

He must prove this with practical actions.

There are many reasons why you choose to come to Qingdao High School. In the end, Okumura was able to make such a big determination to leave his hometown and go to school in Tokyo.

It's about finding that peace in the depths of your heart.

He wanted to play baseball more easily and happily.

But no matter how unwilling he was to admit it in his heart, Okumura had no way to deny it.

The teachings of that hateful man have now been integrated into his body. Invaded into his soul and marrow.

No matter how reluctant he was to admit it, there was no way to argue with that.

That teaching had taken root and thrived in his body.

Gritting his teeth secretly, Okumura swung the bat out of his hand fiercely.

"Ping!"

The white ball was hit and flew straight in front of the left fielder.

"Smack!"

The baseball landed, and there was no more suspense.

Takuma, who was originally on third base, ran back to home plate in one go and helped the freshmen score the first point.

On the other side, Okumura also ran to first base in a thrilling way.

It's really very, very thrilling, that is, he was banned from the game by a little bit.

The ball that hit the outfield was passed back so quickly?

Okumura glanced at the outfielder who passed the ball in surprise.

I have to say that these seniors in the baseball club of Qingdao High School are really powerful......

"First point!"

"Okumura, Takoma!!"

The two duo teamed up to score a point and caused a big stir among the freshmen.

It turns out that the seniors are not unshakable, as long as they are willing to work hard, they still have a chance to score points.

The friends are gearing up one by one, ready to go on the field.

At this time, their momentum is very strong.

in the lounge area.

Sawamura looked at Takuma, who ran back to home plate, and shook his head with emotion.

Sure enough, these two guys are not the same.

However, seniors also have the dignity of being seniors, and they can't be allowed to be so unscrupulous.

Sawamura made a neck wipe gesture in the direction of the pitcher's mound.

Be serious!

Kawashima seemed to get some kind of code and nodded slightly.

It seems impossible to defeat these new students in front of you in one go.

These freshmen are working very hard, and their own strength is really good. Stabilized his position and gave a counterattack.

People have proved with their strength that they are definitely not worse than the players of the second army. Then you have to give the other person enough respect.

"Whoosh!"

"Ping..."

"Out!!"

The third baton that followed was out.

"Ping!"

Originally, Kawashima thought that he would completely defeat his opponent in one go and win three outs.

It's just that I didn't expect that there were really a lot of strongmen among the freshmen.

Kagami aimed for a straight ball and hit it straight out.

After the white ball was hit, it flew high and landed in the outfield.

In the process, his face looked unwavering, as if he had done a trivial matter.

Of course, this is not the case, but he did a great job. It's impressive.

Aso frowned secretly.

"This guy looks a bit like Hakushu!"

Although the sense of presence is not very strong, the strength is genuine.

Guan Daozhi next to him also nodded.

He couldn't agree more.

In this way, the situation became one person out, and there were people on first and second base.

The freshman hitter took the turn of the top of the fifth bat.

The feeling of the last moment is amazing!

That's real, very, very magical. He hadn't been in a situation like this since he started learning to play baseball.

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