Chapter 491: Quasi-Decisive Victory (1)

Although the flow of people in Koshien in spring is not as high as that in Koshien in summer, the two teams from Tokyo who face off in Koshien for the first time in 35 years have attracted many spectators, not to mention the support groups and supporters of the two schools who have occupied the Alpine seats on both sides early.

The Seido players got off the school bus and walked directly behind Kataoka into the entrance passage of the players, and after signing in, Tetsuya Yuki went to preside over the trial as the captain and decided to guess the boxing with Takahiro Ohmae, the captain of the third year of the city university.

Soon, Yuki Tetsu also walked back with a fist in his right hand: "Let's attack first and then defend." ”

"You guess you lost again, right?!" Although it was a little far away, Jun Izaki still saw the process of guessing the boxing, "But... Attacking first and defending later cannot be said to be bad. ”

Everyone walked into the field through the athletes' tunnel and walked towards the rest area on the third base side that Seido used in this game.

In the stands on the first and third bases, the support teams of both sides immediately came alive to warm up for the game that would soon begin.

After entering the rest area and putting away the items they had brought with them, the players took out their spare ball covers and went to the edge of the field to warm up.

Koichiro Tanba, with his right hand behind his back, spun around the baseball in his hand, raised his right foot and stepped forward, waving his arm to throw it into the ball set set by Chris, who was crouching in front of him

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Chris caught the pitcher's pitch steadily, got up and passed the ball back to Dambo, made an OK gesture to him, and then crouched back behind home plate to continue the pitching warm-up with Tamba.

The players in charge of the inner and outer field guards practiced passing while running.

At 01:36 in the afternoon, Superintendent Kataoka gathered everyone together.

"It's a very important match, give all your strength, do your best and try to win."

"Yes!" The contestants chanted in unison.

After supervising and motivating the players, the time is almost up. At 01:38 in the afternoon, the players on both sides ran to the rest area one after another to line up outside the rest area under the signal of the base judges, stood in line, and rushed to the field together under their leadership.

"Please advise!"

After the players from both sides saluted each other, the nine players from the city university stayed on the field as the starting nine players, making final preparations.

Manaka lowered his head and used his shoes to play with the taxi around the pitcher's board, and after arranging it into his habitual appearance, he looked up at the junior who was squatting behind the home plate, and Akira Takami compared his fingers to him, placing the ball cover in the middle.

Manaka nodded and threw the baseball in his palm at the catcher's code.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

After receiving the ball, Takami got up and passed the ball back, and asked the principal for a straight ball in the inside corner.

After the two of them threw a few balls at each other, the referee signaled that the game was about to begin.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz..."

At 01:41 in the afternoon, with the sound of air raid sirens over the court, Manaka was about to throw a baseball in the palm of his hand at Yoichi Kuramochi, a batter standing on the batting area.

"Whew!"

The white baseball flew 18 meters between the pitcher's mound and home plate at a speed of 135 km/h and came in front of the hitter's left thigh.

"Bang!"

The pitcher's high-speed slide to home plate moves laterally down from the left side of the corner of the hit area to above the home plate, and after crossing the home plate, it is caught by the downwardly outstretched glove of Akira Takami in the corner of the hitting area.

β€œBall.β€œ

The second ball, according to the code, Manaka will continue to throw high-speed slides to home plate.

"Ping!".

At a speed of 134 km/h, the ball moved sideways to the back of the outside corner, and when it was about to be caught by the glove reached out by the captor, the hitter hit the bottom with a swing of the bat, causing it to fly high backwards and fall to the audience.

"Out of bounds!"