No matter how much everyone disturbed, time flowed unswervingly to the next day, which was the final day of Summer Ga, and today the weather was very good, with clear skies and scorching sun.
Gradually, the flow of people pouring out of the subway station merged into Koshien and gradually filled the seats.
The inside of the stadium has also been urgently repaired, and the black soil in the inner field is soft, the grass in the outer field is green, and even the sea breeze blowing from the Seto Inland Sea has calmed down.
It was a good day to compete.
In the live broadcast room of the fierce battle Koshien, Somasa Zengki looked at the key screen of the camera position in the arena and couldn't help but sigh: "The moment of my life that I don't want anything" "What are the seniors of Zongzheng talking about" Masako Konishinomiya was touching up her makeup in front of the final camera, not daring to move, but she still asked curiously.
Somasa Zengki laughed at himself: "It's nothing, Masako-chan, this is the slogan of the year I participated in Koshien to win the summer armor championship, and for me at that time, it was the moment when I had nothing to ask for in my life." ” Of course, he didn't think so when he was an adult, but for him at the age of eighteen, he really didn't want anything to win the Summer Liga championship in his life.
The enthusiasm, youth, and dreams of young people are all in the finals of Koshien, and after entering the professional baseball, it slowly turns into pure money and fame, and it seems that the fun and excitement brought by baseball are gone, and only the passability and pressure remain.
Masako Nishinomiya is still young and a girl, so she can't understand the middle-aged uncle next to her whose hairline is receding, but she still agrees: "If you win, it will indeed be the best memory of your life." ” More than 50,000 live audiences, the national average rating of 1514 in previous years, the highest county rating reached 4511 for the game, the real attention of tens of millions of people, as long as you reach the finals, in a sense you have won, the absolute highlight of your life.
She was a little envious, but she also knew that she didn't have this ability, so she asked curiously, "Did Senior Somasa also play the Koshien finals when he was in college?"
Zeng Mu Zongzheng glanced at her faintly: "No, I have only fought two battles."
"This stupid idol, it's really a pot that can't be opened, the black soil he lost and dug back then is still in the living room at home, so looking at the two teams warming up on the sidelines, he will sigh that these teenagers and girls have done what he couldn't do back then.
Masako Nishinomiya knew that she was speechless, and obediently bowed her head to apologize, and then she was scolded by the makeup artist with a sentence of "don't move", so she could only apologize again, and immediately honestly Although she has been a little popular recently because she participated in this live show, she is not confident enough to be an idol, and anyone in this program group can scold her, so she must be honest.
As the game time approached, the show officially began, Zeng Mu Zongzheng finished the opening remarks enthusiastically, and then took the audience to watch the previous game highlights of the two teams, and then saw the two teams on the live broadcast screen began to enter the whole team.
In the screeching sound of air raid sirens, the two teams saluted each other, saluted the referee team, and then saluted their respective support seats, and immediately cheered from the support seats on both sides.
The camera also began to switch between the support seats of both sides, and the support seats of the schools on both sides of the camera were very active.
There are two phalanxes on the side of the private Daifuku.
One phalanx is nearly 100 flower girls holding flower balls, who are dancing in unison there, cheering and cheering, and the other phalanx is a large band of nearly 100 people, playing the youth without regrets under the coordination of the band conductor.
On the opposite side is the support team of the private Daifuku opponent Juye University, the momentum is not weak at all, and nearly 1,000 people occupy a large part of the support seat, and the five-sided drums are rhythmically beaten, and they all raise their arms and shout between the gaps: "Win Juye must win" Before the game began, the support teams of both sides were fully engaged, after all, not all college students had the opportunity to sit on the support seats in Koshien to support their own team, let alone the two lucky ones in the final of the summer league of nearly 5,000 universities.
After Kitahara Shuji saluted, he went back to his cowshed to get his equipment, looked up at his own support team with high interest, and waved at them to express his gratitude At the height of summer, the sun was scorching, the temperature was 34 degrees, and these people were already sweating like rain before the game started, and it looked like they were working harder than the team members.
This must be appreciated.
He waved his hand to support the seat for a while, and then immediately there was a scream, and countless flower balls were raised high above their heads and trembled: "Kitahara-kun, we will support you if we lose" Kitahara Shuji stood below and froze, are you really here to support us This is such a frustrating thing before you fight He really couldn't complain, and quickly got into the cowshed.
There was a chaos in the cowshed, everyone was sorting out their equipment, and the female manager An Yunai was helping to put on a face guard in the snow, and when she saw him coming, she quickly took the baseball gloves to him and gave him the first half of the first game.
Noki Suzuki was arranging the garrison task and at the same time relieving the pressure on everyone who participated in the finals for the first time, seeing that he had taken his gloves and was about to go to the pitcher's mound, he hurriedly trotted two steps to catch up: "Is the arm really okay?"
Kitahara Shuji smiled: "You've asked nine times today, it's really no problem." ” Noki Suzuki was skeptical, but she did hope to win the championship, so she could only pat Kitahara Shuji on the back: "If you can't hold on, raise your hand, and I'll replace you." ” Kitahara Shuji nodded slightly: "I see." ” Then he climbed the pitcher's mound, and immediately drew cheers from his own support bench, and as the heart of a team, his performance was flawless, and everyone recognized him very well.
Masako Nishinomiya in the live broadcast room asked with some concern: "Senior Zongzheng, what do you think of Kitahara-kun's state" She also heard that Kitahara Shuji was injured due to fatigue, and now she is very worried.
Somasa Zengki carefully looked at the close-up of Kitahara Shuji's face, and found that Kitahara Shuji's expression was indifferent, he was not restless, and he couldn't get it accurately, so he hesitated: "It looks good, but a pitcher like him who has continuously shot the whole game must be very tired in the last battle."
"Will you lose?"
"It's definitely going to be affected, that's the rule of Koshien, and no pitcher can avoid it."
Zeng Mu Zongzheng said with a little regret: "Even if he loses, he doesn't blame him, he did his best." ” He watched Kitahara Shuji finish shooting from the battlefield to the field, not dropping a single goal, and finally led the team to the finals, and as a former professional baseball pitcher, he knows how difficult it is to continue high-intensity games This is simply a serious destruction of the body, professional baseball does not dare to do this at all, the pitchers are all on rotation, and it takes four days to complete the game every game.
If the professional baseball requires a pitcher to finish the game and play six consecutive games in a short period of time, the pitcher will definitely rebel, and it is only in a college game like Koshien that there is such a thing as gambling on dreams even if it causes permanent injuries.
"That's right, I don't blame Kitahara-kun for losing, he really worked hard."
Masako Konishinomiya nodded repeatedly.
As a fan, she hopes that Shuji Kitahara can raise the banner of cyanosis and leave no regrets this summer.
While they were talking, Kitahara Shuji had already begun to pitch, and it was still a signature weird straight ball, easily winning a good number of balls, and Somasa Somaki couldn't help but blurt out: "Beautiful" Then he looked at the speed of the ball measured by the tachymeter and was surprised: "He is not injured" The ball speed is 163, which is still the first-class ball speed in the professional baseball field, the top ball speed in the college field, and has greatly refreshed the Koshien final ball speed record Accustomed to seeing Kitahara Shuji's pitching, it still feels so dreamy, although it is a little slower than his peak, but considering that he is in the sixth game in a short period of time at this time, the opponent is not in perfect condition, this ball speed is considered a normal fluctuation range, and it does not damage the strength.
This is truly an iron man In baseball, the speed pitcher generally has a shorter career life than the control pitcher, which is a problem of the body's joints, and Kitahara Shuji can still maintain this level after five consecutive high-intensity shots, which shows that his body is very perverted Masako Konishinomiya took a long breath and smiled happily: "It turned out to be a rumor on the Internet, and it scared me to death last night."
After finishing speaking, she carefully patted her chest, and her breasts rippled, which can be regarded as a welfare for the audience.
Zeng Mu Zongzheng frowned, thought intently for a while, and smiled dumbly: "The North Plains player is really talented, he is really using his brain to pitch. ” "Why did the seniors of Somasa say that?"
"The last two games of yesterday's game were deliberate, he wanted to make Juye High School relax his vigilance, he wanted to take them by surprise, he was doing tactical deception" Somasa Tsang Mu was full of confidence, his eyes were shining, and he felt that he had seen through the truth If the ball speed dropped in the last period yesterday and was not acting, then it would not be explained that this matter resumed today.
People are extremely tired, where can they sleep for one night and recover as before, only this explanation can make sense It's really bold and careful, in the stalemate situation like yesterday, who loses points first and who goes out first, to be able to think about playing a psychological war before the final, this can really only be said to be bold and careful to use their brains to pitch It's genius Masako Koyamanomiya found that there was a slight commotion in the cowshed of Juye High School, and she couldn't help but suddenly realize: "It's still the seniors of Zongzheng who can see it, so Kitahara-kun has a great chance of winning."
Zeng Mu Zongzheng nodded again and again: "Juye University's playing line is first-class in Koshien, but it is not difficult for the Beiyuan players to maintain the previous level to suppress them, not to mention that psychological warfare was carried out early, and now the players of Juye are afraid that they are starting to get nervous." ” Judging from the scene, Juno University was indeed a little panicked, they analyzed the video of yesterday's game overnight, and confirmed that Kitahara Shuji was in a state of extreme endurance even if he was not injured due to fatigue, and today they didn't pay attention to the Shimoda Shooting and Catching Combination who thought they would easily win the game, and they felt that sending the second army could blow them up.
But judging from this start, the Koshien monster is still the Koshien monster, and it seems that another complete shot is not a big deal, which has to be nervous not to suppress Kitahara Shuji, this game can't be won at all, and if you hold it for a long time, you will lose, and the team in front has proved it with tears and digging.
The first game ended quickly, and Kitahara Shuji's ball speed fluctuated little, still remaining above 160, so that Juye High School had no hits and no scores, but Juye High School was also well guarded, and it didn't play with the private Daifuku in the early stage, but Jingyuan escorted Yukiri and Kitahara Shuji to base, and directly strangled the players behind them.
In the second and third games, Kitahara Shuji's ball speed gradually increased, as if it was recovering to its heyday, which immediately caused cheers from the private Daifuku support seat, and in the end, neither side got points.
In the fourth inning, Noki Suzuki commanded everyone to launch a strong attack, reaching a full base at the most, and only one home run could easily score four points, but unfortunately it fell short in the end, but she didn't panic, Kitahara Shuji was in stable condition, and the advantage was always on their side.
The cyanotic banner felt within reach.
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In the first half of the fifth inning, Kitahara Shuji re-stood on the pitcher's hill, holding the powder bag to suck the sweat of his hands, and soon his hands dried, but the sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down and merged into a huge bead of sweat hanging on the tip of his eyebrows, reflecting the sun and shining brightly
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