bookbashuk Chapter 733 Everyone has a reason to lose
Chapter 733 Everyone has a reason to lose
Chapter 733 Everyone has a reason to lose
"It is the duty of the ace to suppress the opponent to zero points!"
Coach Mihara said this seriously during the broadcast.
As the pitcher who had just struck out three batters of Sobu High School, Takamiki straightened his back, raised his hand and pushed down the brim of his baseball cap without saying a word, looking like a man who had hidden his achievements and fame.
"But! Obviously, Takami-san still has many shortcomings as a trump card. After all, our Hojo-kun just scored a point from him, and it was a clean home run.
The ball flew out with a bang, and Takamiki was stunned, standing there in a daze. Fortunately, this is not Koshien, otherwise his stupid look would definitely be recorded by the camera and put on the big screen. "
Coach Mihara laughed wildly, teasing Shikamiya Takashi's men. He no longer looked like he was just giving the court to Shikamiya Takashi and helping them pick up the ball, what's the big deal? He had found the right way to get along with Hojo Kyosuke.
Hide under the crotch and output like crazy.
This smug look of a villain successfully aroused the anger of the people of Shikamiya Gao. Their own ace had already struck out three of the other team's players, and there was no way back now.
"I know everyone has their reasons for having to lose."
Shikamiya Gao's coach said in a deep voice, and the players formed a circle around him.
Oshiro Takashi nodded heavily and looked at his ace with an unfriendly look.
"but!"
The coach said sadly:
"The best time to lose the game has been missed!"
At this point, he used his eyes to signal the direction of the rostrum, where Mihara Shozo was still chattering to the audience about how great Hojo Kyosuke was. In his words, Hojo Kyosuke had become a baseball genius who was about to beat the American dad. The strategy was divided into three steps, the first was to take down the little Kanoya Kou, then win Koshien, and finally conquer the American Major League.
This guy has a loud voice. After seeing his ticket owner hit a home run, he was so happy that he went crazy. He didn't know how to operate the line to the Sobu High School radio, and now the whole school was broadcasting. Fortunately, it was a holiday and there were not many people in the school, but he summoned all the people who were in the club building before. The mahjong club came directly with tables and mahjong, and the game club held claw machines...
Anyway, it was all for fun, and there was a live broadcast to watch. For a moment, the stadium was so lively that it seemed like a sports festival had been held in advance.
"When our kendo club participates in the club relay race, we have to wear full protective gear and hold bamboo swords, and the judo club has to run with mats on their shoulders, so why can't the mahjong club run with their mahjong tables on their shoulders?"
Hikigaya Hachiman questioned. He had never won a consolation prize in the shopping street lottery, but he was drawn to participate in the relay race in the kendo club lottery. You know, running in protective gear is tiring, but it is a piece of cake for the animals in the kendo club. Some of them are idiots with hormones that have nowhere to vent and are eager to participate. It was because there were too many people who signed up that they chose to draw lots in the end. Hikigaya, who didn't want to participate at all, won the prize.
"Mmmmm--"
Zaimokuza Yoshiki coughed twice in a pretentious manner and said seriously:
"Don't forget that we are incredibly strong this year. Not only do we have Captain Yamauchi Sakura, but we also have Assistant Captain Yukinoshita!"
"So what?" Hikigaya asked doubtfully. It was impossible for him to let these two people run the show for him, right?
"So, let the two adults make suggestions to the Sports Festival Committee. Require the Mahjong Club to carry the Mahjong table while running, and require that the Mahjong on the table cannot fall off. Require the people in the Game Club to run while playing games, and choose the kind of games that avoid bullet screens. They must not die in one run, and if they die, they must run from the beginning. Require the people in the Football Club to no longer run perfunctorily with the football in their arms like before, and must run while dribbling the ball on their toes. As for the Athletics Club, require them to run backwards, otherwise it will be too unfair..."
Zaimokuza instantly called out the names of all the teams that usually participated in the club relay race, and Hikigaya gasped at the vicious words.
"What a vicious plot."
Hikigaya Hachiman said in shock, and then his expression changed:
"But I like it."
"Jiejiejiejie——"
The two of them put their heads together and laughed sinisterly. Hikigaya also suggested changing the previous two-person triangle competition to a group running, and directly asked the people from the mahjong club to run while playing mahjong.
If you ask why they are all targeting the Mahjong Club, it is because they are too envious.
Every day after school, when I walked past the club building, I could hear the sound of mahjong tiles colliding. Even now, everyone was standing in the sun watching the game, and the bastards from the mahjong club were sitting in the shadow of the rostrum, listening to songs while enjoying the breeze, watching the game, and playing mahjong.
Damn, what a treat this is!
When the people of Lugonggao saw this jubilant scene, their faces turned red as if they were burning.
Fortunately, we were blocked in the woods and no one saw us.
"See these people? They are our bodyguards now."
Shikamiya Gao's coach said in a deep voice.
"Bodyguard?" the team members asked puzzledly.
"Yes, before we were worried that if we won the game, Hojo Kyosuke would get angry, so we could only lose the game to cheer him up, but now it's different!"
The coach showed a confident smile on his face:
"Firstly, that idiot Mihara didn't play by the rules and directly put Hojo Kyosuke in the first position. And our Takami allowed Hojo to score, so the strategy of sending Hojo to bat completely failed."
"Feel sorry……"
Upon hearing this, Gao Jianshu immediately bowed and apologized. As an ace, he could not fail because he carried the hopes of all his partners.
"It's okay. I can see that you're playing better than before, Takami. That guy Hojo Kyousuke is really good at swinging the bat."
The coach comforted him and said nothing more. This kind of pressure is necessary food to promote the growth of players.
"The second reason is the people from other clubs at Sobu High School! Before, we were worried that if we won, Hojo Kyosuke would get angry. But now, if we get beaten again, the people at Sobu High School will realize that Hojo Kyosuke is a narrow-minded person."
"High~ Coach!"
"Si Guoyi!"
The members of Shikamiya Gao's team all exclaimed in amazement.
"But... weren't we beaten because we robbed Tugu's baseball field?"
Gao Jianshu hesitated.
"Idiot! There is only one reason why we got beaten! That's because we beat Hojo Kyosuke and made him angry!"
The coach angrily hit his ace on the head.
"Listen up everyone! Before, we had no choice but to lose the game. But now, I just want to win!"
He raised his voice:
"Did you see those people cheering for Hojo Kyousuke? Can an outsider stand on our Shikamiya Takashi's head?!"
"No!" the team members shouted.
"We have occupied the Sobu High School baseball field for so long, will we lose to those weaklings?!"
"will not!"
"See that pretty girl band? Want them to play for us?!"
"miss you!"
After this shout, Shikamiya Gao's coach first scratched his head.
"Well, let's forget about this..."
He just urgently went online to find out more about Hojo Kyosuke and saw all kinds of gossip about him. He knew that compared to writing, kendo, and baseball, picking up girls was his main occupation.
"Yes, yes, let's forget about this." Oshiro Takashi quickly agreed.
"it is good!"
The coach clapped his hands, and the players, who had been hugging each other's shoulders and plotting with their heads down, all straightened up.
"Go guys, bring me victory! Show those weaklings at Sobu High what true strength is!"
Everyone put their hands together and shouted:
"One, two, three, victory!"
The majestic Shikamiya Takashi and his team walked out of the baseball field, leaving only Takamiki. Now they were on the offensive side, and Takamiki stood in the batter's box with his bat raised, and began to familiarize himself with the field.
In the baseball world of Neon High School, this is the case for most schools. The ace pitcher is also the ace hitter. The gap between people cannot be made up by hard work. People with athletic talent, even if they focus most of their energy on pitching, are not comparable to others in the batting zone. Only those truly famous baseball schools can attract so many geniuses with different talents.
The members of the Sobu High School baseball club, like the Shikamiya High School before them, all walked onto the baseball field in unison, with heavy guards deployed at first base, second base, third base, and outfield.
What? There is absolutely no terrifying sense of oppression like that from the Kendo Club.
After taking a quick look around, Gao Jianshu let out a long sigh of relief.
When he was surrounded by the Sobu High School Kendo Club members before, he really thought he was going to die. Now it seems that although they are also members of Hojo Kyousuke's club, the members of the baseball club are still as useless as ever.
Although everyone looked serious, he had a feeling that he could easily break through the opponent's defense.
Shhhhhhhhh
He swung the bat twice in vain.
"You rubbish, I'll beat you all away!"
The man wearing the catcher's protective gear walked to the designated position and squatted. Gao Jianshu asked in surprise:
"Fujikawa? Aren't you the ace pitcher of Sobu High School? How did you become a catcher?"
Fujikawa Masao raised his head and glanced at his opponent through his helmet, and said seriously:
"I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to do my best to catch the ball from Hojo-kun."
Gao Jianshu was stunned and stammered, "Ho-Hojo-kun? Is he going to pitch again?"
"Yeah, there's nothing strange about that. He's our Ace, the trump card!"
Fujikawa Masashi looked at Takamiki in confusion, thinking, "Aren't you also a two-sword style that can throw and hit? What's so strange about that?"
“But pitching and hitting are completely different!”
Takamiki said anxiously, "For batting, you can say that Hojo Kyousuke applied his experience in kendo to baseball, but pitching is a completely different sport. It's impossible to achieve good results without a lot of practice!"
Upon hearing this, Fujikawa Masashi exclaimed in sudden enlightenment.
Yes, that’s how it is.
Before I saw Hojo-kun pitching for the first time, wasn't my thought the same as Takamiki's?
Thinking of this, Fujikawa looked at the ace of Shikamiya with complicated eyes and said with pity:
"Gao Jian, don't blink, you will see what a true genius is."
Without waiting for the other party to speak, he continued:
"I remember your pitch speed was around 130, right?"
Gao Jianshu quickly retorted: "When we faced Hojo-san before, that shot should have exceeded 135!"
Upon hearing this, Fujikawa looked at his old rival in surprise and said in amazement: "Si Guoyi, if you can still hold on when the preliminaries start, there might be a glimmer of hope."
"Hahaha, I don't know how much effort I put in to reach this speed!" Gao Jianshu laughed.
"But."
Fujikawa Masashi shook his head and sighed:
"When Hojo-kun first pitched the ball, the speed reached 135 kilometers."
"what?"
"With no baseball experience and even having never watched a baseball game, he threw the ball at 135 with an amateurish posture."
Fujikawa sighed and said that this was the biggest factor that made him decide to switch from pitcher to catcher.
It is impossible for anyone other than himself, the ace pitcher, to catch the ball thrown by a man like Hojo.
The ace's job is to throw good balls, strike out the opponent, and limit the opponent's score to zero.
His duty as a catcher is to catch every ball from Hojo and assist the ace in suppressing the opponent.
"The whole team can fall, but the ace cannot fall"
In baseball, an ace is like this.
This is why Takamiki Takami, who struck out three batters of Sobu High School, still had to apologize. An ace cannot make mistakes.
In the Koshien arena, the ones who cry the loudest and most sadly are usually the aces. Carrying the hopes of the entire team, the entire school, and even the entire county, the huge psychological pressure is enough to crush anyone.
Fortunately, my school can’t make it to Koshien.
Gao Jianshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw a figure walking up to the pitcher's mound on the opposite side.
Adjusting the brim of his baseball cap, Hojo Kyosuke smiled kindly at Takamiki across from him. The opponent's straight ball just now was just what he wanted, it was as standard as if it came from a pitching machine, and it felt great to hit.
boom--
The baseball bat in Takamiki's hand suddenly fell to the ground, scaring Fujikawa Masashi next to him so much that he cursed out loud, but when he looked up, he saw Takamiki's pale face.
"Hey, did you feel it?" he asked with a smile.
"Um……"
Takamiki bent down and picked up the bat.
"It's different. It's completely different."
He whispered:
"When I saw Ryota Tsuchiya and his men standing in the defense area, I felt that it would be easy to destroy your defense line..."
"Hey, hey, what are you talking about? During the practice match, you were also..."
"But the moment Hojo Kyosuke stepped onto the mound, I felt it..."
Gao Jianshu tightened his grip on the baseball bat. He felt a depressing atmosphere, as if he was sealed.
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