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Chapter 197 Ace's Pitcher Mound

"Baishan 4 to 0 a dawn!"

Seeing the score displayed on the electronic scoreboard of the stadium, Baishan's supporters were very excited and applauded and shouted.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Another timely hit!"

“Beautiful hit!”

"Ahhhhhahahahahahahahahaha!"

“4 to 0!”

In the first half of the second round, Baishan's line suddenly exploded and Xiaogao's pitcher exploded. The hitter had already taken a turn. The half-inning from the six-stick Komata Meteor, now it was Komata Meteor's turn again.

"Six sticks, right fielder, Komata-kun."

He was knocked out in one and a half innings and lost 4 points, and it was a crisis of two outs. Akigao's starting pitcher Hashimoto could not stand it at all.

Not only did his mentality fluctuate violently, but his pitching movements began to deform slightly, and he couldn't score in a good goal area even after several consecutive shots.

"Bang!"

"Bad ball!"

After the referee made a judgment, the number of balls reached 3 bad balls and 0 good balls.

There is not a good ball.

In this case, unless the pitcher adjusts himself and uses hard strength to survive, continuing to throw will only lose more points. Everyone on the field knows this.

On the pitcher mound, Hashimoto pulled down the brim of his hat with a gloomy expression, slightly covering his eyes, and lowered his right hand and held the baseball unconsciously.

"How great would it be if I had practiced pitching well..."

At this time, Hashimoto felt very uncomfortable and regretted not taking into account both pitching and attacking.

"Oh, I can only give up this summer."

Hashimoto sighed.

Generally speaking, local conferences will only require nine games to be completed in the finals, and other games can be ended early. Now, with their poor situation in Xiaogao and Baishan's aggressive offensive, this quasi-final is likely to not be able to survive the fifth game.

Xiaogao, who reached the quarterfinals, really has no choice.

Akaga's captain Hashimoto looked at the rest seat on the pitcher mound, looking at his supervisor's request for a suspension and made adjustments with complicated expressions. In the second game, they were about to change personnel.

The stadium broadcast was notified.

"The adjustment of the personnel replacement of Akatsuki High School, the pitcher Motokun changed to the third baseman,..."

Hashimoto felt very sad but relieved when he heard the sound of the radio. The team replaced the lower grade pitcher, which meant that they had officially given up the whole game.

However, when he heard the name of the pitcher of the replaced pitcher, Captain Akigao Hashimoto was shocked, his face turned red in vain, staring at the supervisor at the exit of the rest seat, blurting out with a hint of anger.

"Why?!"

"Why let him come up?!!!"

The name reported on the stadium radio is not the team's untrained low-grade pitcher, but the team's third-grade Ace.

"The one who changed to the pitcher was the right fielder, Sugiyama-kun, back number 1."

"Sumarama-kun."

"Back number 1."

Amid the broadcast, Akagao's right outfielder Sugiyama slowly trotted up to the pitcher mound, with a smile on his face as he walked up.

"What's wrong with Hashimoto?"

"A look reluctant."

"Well, don't you want me to come up?"

Sugiyama chuckled, her handsome appearance with a charming smile and her eyes were filled with soft trust.

Even though Hashimoto lost a lot of points, he was given a full crisis.

"You guy!"

Hashimoto wished he could give the smiley Ace in front of him a fierce breaking fist. But he just clenched his fists and said.

"Didn't you agree that you won't pitch anymore?"

"Why do you have to come up!"

"Why……"

"Hashimoto, I asked myself to supervise it. When the team needs it, I must let me go up and pitch. This is my own decision."

“…”

His eyes were slightly red, and Hashimoto suddenly said weakly: "Ah... I'm all too weak, sorry, Sugiyama."

"Our agreement..."

"I didn't do it."

"sorry."

After all, I was just a substitute pitcher and replaced the ace on the pitching mound. As expected, I still couldn't do it, and in the end I couldn't make a few more innings.

Akaga's captain Hashimoto was silent weakly, lowered his head and put the ball on Sugiyama's hand, pulled off the brim of his hat and said.

"Then... I'll go to the third base."

"Well, I'll ask you for the guards over there. Now I'll leave the responsibility of the pitcher mound to this Ace."

Sugiyama said in a brisk tone.

Looking at Hashimoto who was walking down to run to Sanlei, Sugiyama showed a heartfelt smile and murmured in an invisible voice.

"Thanks."

In the rest seat of Baishan.

Takashi Nishino and others looked at Akigao's change of interest and found it a little strange.

It seemed that the starter didn't want to go down, and the stamina looked complicated, looking at Ace Sugiyama's back silently.

"It's so strange, what's wrong with Xiaogao and the others?"

Tetsu Nishino thought.

Generally speaking, when a manuscript switches his or her crisis, the morale of the stamina will change and focus more. But the stamina of Akagao is obviously worried and feels a little absent-minded.

call out!

"Bang!"

After a few shots, Ace Ace immediately felt fine sweat from Sugiyama's forehead, but his face was still smiling.

"Prime judge Sang, please wait a little longer."

Sugiyama signaled politely.

After obtaining the approval of the presiding judge, Sugiyama put the gloves lightly on the ground, and began to tear off the medicine stickers wrapped around his right hand with his left hand, ripped them off one by one, and stuffed them into the back pocket.

“Eh?!”

"Ace of Xiaogao, is he injured?"

Takashi Nishino, who had been paying attention to the situation on the field, was surprised to find that Akegaki's Ace Sugiyama's right hand was covered with many medicine stickers similar to the skin color.

Those medicine patches are mainly used to relieve pain and reduce inflammation.

"No wonder Ace didn't make the first move. But why did he change it again? Lian Zhan couldn't stand it at all in two days."

Tetsu Nishino frowned.

After two days of continuous battle, the high school pitcher will definitely not be able to withstand this consumption.

So yesterday, the starting pitcher Takashi Iwada, who performed well, did not play at all today, just watched in the rest seat.

He remembered yesterday's game, Ace Sugiyama, the pitcher who finished shooting in Ace. It was obvious that Aogao wanted him to rest, but now he has changed to the second game again.

In Xiaogao's rest seat.

"well……"

Xiaogao's supervisor sighed heavily.

Originally, he didn't want Ace to go to the pitcher mound in this game, or in other words, Sugiyama wouldn't be thrown in the future games.

In fact, Takashi Nishino's guess was just a little right. Sugiyama was indeed injured, and it was still the arm that was pitching the ball.

Sugiyama, who has just entered the first grade of high school, is Akagao's highly anticipated pitcher. It was just an accident that he had a fracture of his elbow and had a surgery on his right elbow.

That injury almost made him give up baseball and pitching.

What saved Sugiyama, who was in a trough, was a piece of paper given to him by his teammates, which was full of everyone's comfort and blessings to him.

“We will keep cheering you on.”

"Nothing is smooth sailing, and we won't let it be in vain for your efforts."

Even though I have always been in a state of being unable to play baseball, even if I can't even hold the ball with my right hand, even if I still have nails on my right elbow.

Sugiyama, who came back in the third grade, worked hard all his life, hoping to stand on the team's pitching mound again in this last summer.
Chapter completed!
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