The moment the ball fell into the glove.

Akegaki's Ace Sugiyama is cheering his teammates as a base running instructor, staring at the left field with four sticks in the area waiting to hit.

If the ball can fly out, they can see victory again.

Even if the ball cannot fly out and falls to the ground to form a landing hit, the runners at this distance from the second base said that they would rush to home base and get a point of equalization.

Summer dream.

Dreams of hometown.

All Xiaogao's players' dreams are tied to the white baseball.

However, there will always be one side winning in competitive competitions, and there will always be another team leaving.

For teenagers who like baseball, this summer is all for them. If efforts can make the team's summer longer, the game may never end.

At the last moment, Ito made no mistakes yet, and firmly connected the ball into the glove.

When the clear sound of the ball falling into the glove came over, many people on the court were filled with joy, and many people were sad.

"well."

"It's over..."

The third out of the second half of the nine innings appeared, announcing the two-hour battle, and finally came to an end at this moment.

"Win!"

Ito Nao, who received the ball, shouted loudly and ran towards the home zone.

The referees did not raise any objections, so the players on Baishan Field smiled and ran from the garage position to the home base area.

"Hahaha! Win! Win!"

Three out!

The game is over!

Baishan 4 to 3 a dawn!

In the second half of the nine innings, there was a crisis of someone being eliminated at one and two bases. Baishan High School withstood the pressure and got the third out, locking Akigaki's four-pointer Hashimoto in the waiting area.

If Bai Shan's situation was so bad that he could not imagine if he had four home runs after being hit in a row.

No one dares to say that the team can keep safe under that situation.

fine.

With the support of his teammates, Ace Yamamoto Shuoya from Shiratsuyama High School withstood the huge pressure and used all his strength to shoot a straight ball, suppressing the hitter in terms of strength.

After a full 2 ​​hours of game, Yamamoto Shuoyaku made a shot in the game and struggled to defend the final victory.

"well……"

The four-stick Hashimoto, who was about to play in the area, sighed, put down the bat in his hand dejectedly, and said to his teammates who were lowering their heads.

"Everyone...re gathered."

"yes……"

There was a crying voice in the voice of the answer.

The feeling of regret will more or less come to my heart. Losing the summer game by 1 point will take a long time to really let go, at least not now.

With the sound of footsteps on the ground, the sound of "da da da da da da da" was heard.

The players gathered from the field, came from the rest seat, walked to both sides of the home plate, and formed two teams face to face, sorted out their hats, raised their heads and looked towards the opponents in the game.

A wonderful game.

Baishan's players tried their best to restrain their smiles and looked at the respected opponents in front of them with a solemn expression.

On the other side, losing the game by one point, Xiaogao's players tried hard to hold back the tears of defeat and raised their heads to face the opponent they defeated.

The two queues are completed.

The referee looked around and saw that everyone was ready, and raised his hand and said.

"The winner is Baishan High School!"

"Thank you!"

After the gesture of the referee made by the presiding referee, the players of the two teams took off their hats and bowed to their opponents.

"Thank you for your advice!"

As the winning side, the players of Baishan High School could have smiled without mercy without scruples about the mood of the loser.

However, Baishan, who had lost all the way before, could not do such an arrogant attitude.

The respect the teams that have won them in the past 10 years has always been kept in mind by players. When they become winners, they have learned this.

"Thank you for your advice!"

After bowing, the players of the two teams raised their heads and walked towards each other with the friendship smiles of the game, accompanied by the sound of the whistle at the end of the game.

“Buzz — buzz — buzz — buzz — buzz —”

Ace Sugiyama, Ace from the bottom of his heart, walked to Takashi Nishino, stretched out his right hand, and shook hands with him.

When the two teams shook hands, Takashi Nishino held Sugiyama's right hand and said sincerely.

"senior……"

“It’s so good to cast!”

The moment he heard this, Akegao Ace Sugiyama's ever-depressed emotions finally filled up.

The tears hidden in the smile couldn't stop flowing down, sliding down on the hot ground.

"I lost my teeth and cried in the end."

Sugiyama lowered his head, raised his arms, and buried his tears-filled face in.

At the beginning of the game, he didn't seem to cry, but when he heard "the shot was so good", he could no longer bear it and felt really happy.

The opponent recognized his pitching.

Even if he lost the game in the end, every goal he tried to shoot on the mound was meaningless.

“Eh?!”

Senior Sugiyama in front of him suddenly started crying, and Takashi Nishino suddenly panicked.

"Sorry, did I say something wrong?"

He quickly apologized, thinking that he had said something wrong, which made his senior cry after he broke down.

Sugiyama waved his hand.

"No, I just think it's great to be able to play baseball."

“I feel so happy to be able to play baseball in front of so many spectators.”

"It's okay, thank you."

Sugiyama said while wiping her tears.

He was not lying in front of his first-year junior opponents, and now he really felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

So far, he has been injured, suffered and suffered, and experienced many hardships. It is precisely because he still wants to continue playing baseball that he can come here.

This was not easy for him.

A notice of the official end of the game and the results of the game sounded on the court.

"The 100th National Colleges and Universities' Wildball Player Rights Commemoration Triumph Conference, the result of the quasi-final Baishan High School vs. Xiao High School, Baishan High School defeated Xiao High School 4-3, and the following is the school song of Baishan High School..."

While singing the school song, Xiaogao's players lined up in front of their rest seats, watching their opponents enjoy the glory and joy of the moment of victory.

Sugiyama lowered his head and kept crying.

"Hashimoto, I think it's great to be able to play baseball."

"Well, so do I."

Hashimoto next to him nodded slightly. Although his eyes were red, as the captain, he did not cry out wantonly. In the last game, he wanted to go the whole journey with strength.

He has always wanted to accompany everyone, but it is unlikely that they will have another chance in the third grade.

At this time, Sugiyama, who wiped away tears with his arms, said chokingly.

"Hashimoto."

"Um?"

"Can I still play baseball in the future?"

"Yes."

Hashimoto put his hand on his shoulder and made a firm commitment.

"Enjoy your body a little stronger and continue playing baseball together!"

"Um……"
Chapter completed!