Awakening: 97-Weirdo

"Sorry, I'm too indifferent." The coach bowed to the principal.

"It's not a joke now, they are now one point ahead and they have finished five innings."

"Please rest assured, principal, the strength of the other party has gradually become clear. Their most important defense is the second baseman and backbone, and their pitcher is faster than we expected. With these Data, we will show the application level. "Coach said.

"I hope you won't let me down," the principal coughed.

After returning to the rest area, Coach Gusen said to Masato: "You should also be a bit active. After this game, you can play."

"Thank you coach." Masato smiled.

Looking at the scoreboard, Coach Gu Sen regrets a bit. It is indeed too undervalued. If you know that they are a troublesome team, you should send regular players in the beginning instead of using this practice match as a training match for later players. However, there should be no problem with the ace pitcher of the right man.

Because of the normal procedure, except for players who are injured, they cannot be replaced randomly during the game. So towards the end of the fifth inning, the pitcher who had already cast almost five rounds suddenly turned "accidentally" to his feet.

When Masaru Fukuoka succeeded him in a clean and neat pitcher suit, many girls even stood up and screamed at him at the same time.

"Does that guy owe them a lot of money?" Zheng Zhi said with a smile.

"Fool." He Mei glanced at him angrily.

"I can't think of even a regular person coming on the scene, and there is a good show here."

"I started to think this game would be a one-sided situation. I didn't expect that the new army played well."

"I feel the same way."

A lot of viewers are talking.

Although Masaru Fukuoka only pitched three goals, the game was over. But after he cast, Zhengzhi they knew why the girls were so excited.

People are handsome, and the ball is also very good. From a strength perspective, it seems to be better than staying in the United States. This is the difference between male and female innate conditions.

In the first half of the sixth game, with the addition of Fukuoka Masato, Hiroki seemed to be getting more morale. On two occasions, he almost hit successfully.

This is the real strength of the Guangmu baseball team. Although a few of them are alternates, the overall coordination is not too far from the player selected.

"Good shot, the hitter is out!"

After suppressing the third stick, Liu Mei obviously felt that his arms were much heavier.

The fourth person in charge is Fukuoka Masato. Seeing him, there is an invisible sense of oppression in Liumei. According to the information given to them by the manager, this Fukuoka Masato is a versatile player. Not only is the ball good, but it is also an excellent hitter, and it is also famous for its speed.

You can try it with a stick. Rumei gritted her teeth and threw the ball in his hand quickly.

"Pop!", the ball was hit hard and hit the barbed wire.

"Out of bounds," the referee shouted.

Liu Mei wiped sweat in her heart, so dangerous.

Like when encountering a strong opponent when comparing swords, Rumei suddenly wanted to defeat this guy.

Don't think much, another straight ball threw at him ...

"I can't think of even a regular person swinging a stick. It seems that the pitcher is very powerful." After seeing their team's ace pitcher was ruled out, a member sitting next to the female manager said.

"The pitcher's arm is a consumable. According to his current shooting method, I don't think it will last the last game," said another player.

As he said, even the female manager can see that the pitcher's pitching speed is significantly slower.

Just when the competition was at its peak, something unexpected happened.

"Coach, please let me play. I'll be fine." In Asakura's lounge, Yamaguchi, a stalwart with gauze around his eyes, begged the coach.

"You sit down for me, I will never let you out again." The coach said loudly.

"Coach, what do you do now? Should you choose someone from the alternates to replace Yamaguchi?" the female manager asked.

"Let me think about it." After that, Coach Beard walked out of the lounge.

Unexpectedly, things will turn out like this, Yamaguchi even collided with one of their team members when stealing bases. Fortunately, he didn't hit his eyes, otherwise he might really be blind. The current score is one to two. Although one point behind Hiroki, if Yamaguchi can play normally, it should be able to catch up. Because at least half of the opponent is a backup player.

In his mind, he prefers to suspend the game. Because after more than a year of hard training, it is only a dozen individuals who can really persist and not retire, and there are also several third-year players who are unable to participate in this practice because they have to cope with the exam. If it wasn't for the unexpected pitcher to stay in the United States, even playing the game would be a problem.

Most of the remaining alternates are freshmen without any training. Its strength is just a little better than the average person. He really didn't want to send them up to shame.

However, if a player is suspended due to injury, it is hard to justify. Forget it, let's play this game, I hope not to lose too ugly.

After making up his mind, the coach was about to turn around and suddenly saw a person standing silently behind him.

"Who are you?" The beard was startled. When did this guy come behind him?

"It looks like you're in trouble." There was a voice under the mask that could not tell whether it was a man or a boy.

"What the **** are you doing?" Coach Beard was so annoyed that he was not in the mood to listen to this guy.

"I know one of your players has been injured. Would you like me to play for him?" The man said openly.

"I will not let people of unknown origin participate in the game." The coach frowned.

"Really?" After that, he walked to the rack where the bat was placed and picked up a bat from above.

"What do you want to do?" Beard quickly stepped back and looked at him.

The man didn't say anything, he just held the bat with both hands and took a pose ready to hit the ball.

"Hoo!" he waved his stick into the air.

When he heard the sound of his swing, the beard suddenly gave a heartbeat.

"Hoo," "ho," "ho!", the man waved several more.

After swinging, he put the bat back on the shelf and walked away.

"Hey, wait a minute." The bearded ran up to stop him immediately.

"What's the matter?" The man asked this time.

"Tell me, what's your hit point?" Beard asked eagerly.

"Honestly, I rarely play baseball, but I can tell you that as long as I am willing, even the bullets that fly over can hit. As for believe it or not, sorry, that is your problem." The man continued to walk outwards.

"Okay, I'll let you play." Beard clapped on the spot.

"Thank you," said the man lightly.

"Hey, why are you wearing a mask?" Although he agreed to let him on, the bearded man still thought the guy's costume was suspicious.

"Because I have a cold. Hey ..." As if to verify the sentence, he coughed several times in succession.

I hope this decision will not regret myself. Looking at this suspicious guy, Beard thought a little bit worried.