Chapter 8: This Generation! (3rd Update)
"Coach?"
Miyuki, who was about to catch the ball, looked at Ochiai in surprise when he heard this.
With his intelligence, it is naturally not difficult to guess what Ochiai means by saying this. In fact, he was used there, and even Zhengu Xiao understood it, didn't he see that his eyes were shining?
But according to the training plan he made with Sawamura before, he wanted to let Xiaoya hone the ball first.
In the case of not encountering a bottleneck in possession of the ball, it is not necessarily a good thing to give Xiaogu too many things.
"I know, but in high school baseball, there is also a saying that the so-called is in danger. I'm just making a suggestion, and it's up to him whether he wants to accept it or not. ”
Meaning the team needs it now.
Yu Xing smiled bitterly, he didn't know the problems encountered by the team now, encountering strong opponents one after another, and even even consecutive battles.
In this case, although it is not impossible to consume Zecun himself, it is certain that there are hidden dangers.
So the team now needs pitchers to share the pressure on Sawamura.
Moreover, Sawamura itself is aiming for the Major League Baseball.
The team is very cautious about his training and games now, and unless there is nothing they can do, they will definitely not overconsume Sawamura.
After all, Sawamura is still in the stage of physical growth, and if the game is tired, then Aodo will have no place to cry.
For Seido High School, after having won the national hegemony, having a graduate like Sawamura is even more important than winning another national championship.
At this moment, people are really needed to share the pressure on Sawamura.
When the coaching staff discussed it with him before, they agreed that Kawakami should be given this task. There are still many immature places where Gu Xiao is immature, let him play, no one will go to base, once someone is on base, it is likely that there will be a huge crisis.
Now Coach Ochiai, but he wants to guide Sawamura, what does he want?
At this time, Miyuki couldn't say anything, he could only watch the development of things silently.
"After coming here, Inspector Kataoka has been very attentive to your teaching, and your strength has steadily improved. By now, simply talking about pitching, it has approached the top level in the country. What is lacking is nothing more than garrisoning. You're too immature when someone is on base. ”
The pitcher is the person who has the ball on the court for the longest time, and once this person is immature, there are too many things that the attacking side can do!
"Normally, after another six months of training, you should be able to hone your skills. When the time comes, there is nothing wrong with making a splash and competing with Sawamura for the trump card. However, the team needs your strength now, and if you could, would you be willing to accept another future? ”
Ochiai's words made Yuyuki stunned.
He had never known that this seemingly unmotivated coach would have such good eloquence.
"What future?"
Sure enough, Xiaogu couldn't resist the temptation.
"Since there are people on the base, it is easy to have problems. Then don't let the batter go to base, have you ever thought about learning a new tiebreaker? ”
Ochiai touched his mustache and said in a low voice.
East Tokyo, Teeto High School Baseball Club.
"Hey !!"
In the middle of the court, a loud voice was heard.
"Stupid, how can you hit the ball with such a swing? Don't be stupid, if Sawamura could hit a home run at will, then he wouldn't have kept it up to now without dropping points. I don't need to swing the bat too much, and I don't need you to touch the ball with the bat. In a small amplitude, the swing is driven by the twisting of the body. Just hit the ball out. As soon as someone gets on base, they immediately use hit-and-run and forced points to score. Believe in our own defense and a point is a victory. “
The one who shouted was an uncle of fifty or sixty years old, although he was not young, he was not old at all, but looked fierce.
He is the overseer of Teto, Okamoto Ichihachi!
At this time, there were two pitching machines on the court in Didong.
Their fighters, divided into two teams, are constantly doing strike training.
The pitching machine is set up very oddly, and the ball speed is 145 kilometers. This is not the strangest thing, the really strange thing is that the pitching machine has also moved forward about a meter and a half.
Even if it is a player from Didong, playing such a strange ball, there are some monks who are confused for a while.
Coach Okamoto is coaching them to strike.
Not far from them, Didong's throwing partner was doing pitching practice.
It was the little sun who threw the ball, and it was naturally the dry man who was ridiculed as a middle-aged man by Kuramochi.
"Senior, don't you have to practice?"
Xiang Jing Sun asked strangely.
Qian, who was catching the ball, answered very calmly.
"I've practiced!"
That is to say, such a strange ball, he is used to it!
How reliable!
Xiang Jing smiled.
"For the rest, relying on the pitching machine alone has no effect, and you can only experience it if you really stand in the strike zone."
"Speaking of which, your hands are too stinky, right, and you actually drew Qingdao in the first round?"
Xiang Jing suddenly remembered something, and glanced at Qian rather reproachfully.
"You're in the same class as Sawamura, you should know him well, right?"
Qian asked suddenly.
When he left the team from middle school, Sawamura was just making a name for himself from middle school. He really doesn't know much about Sawamura. At most, I only know his name through the TV.
But Mukai is different, when Mukai was in the third grade of junior high school, Sawamura should be as good as a genius.
"Hehe, of course."
Mukai's smile was a little nostalgic.
"He may not know me, but I've seen him fight with my own eyes. A long time ago, it was Sawamura's victory over Senior Narimiya! “
"O~"
Dry looked very interested.
Xiang Jing shook his head: "There's nothing to say, at that time, he was already as strong as a monster." It was also inspired by him that I was able to develop new pitching. ”
"So, isn't Sawamura your benefactor?"
Qian asked.
"That's right, I was inspired by him to discover that in addition to the inside and outside of the plane, there is also depth. That's when I found pitching really interesting. ”
Qian glanced at the well with emotion.
Half a year ago, when he just heard Xiang Jing say this, his brain seemed to be struck by lightning, and he said unceremoniously that Xiang Jing's words completely refreshed his worldview.
It's true that Sawamura is a monster, but this one in front of him, why isn't it a monster?
"Hee-hee, if you really get on the court, I'll repay the favor."
Now Mukai, confident that he will never lose to Sawamura.
In their generation, the competition for the first pitcher is really fierce.
Among them, Sawamura took the lead in the front. But Mukai believes in himself and will soon catch up.
The Koshien quarterfinals are just getting started.
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