One out, a runner on Third Base.
Next to step up to the batter's box was Sawamura Eijun.
This time, when Sawamura stepped into the batter's box, he didn't shout and yell like before.
He looked very serious.
Zhang Han subconsciously frowned.
Could it be that in such a short time, this little guy had already learned to respect the game?
Even if someone grows, they wouldn't grow so fast, right? It's one thing for his skills to improve, but would his entire personality change so much?
How could Zhang Han know that at this moment, Sawamura was already seething with anger inside.
Before he came up to hit, that Coach with the Little Beard actually told him, the Fourth batter of the Akagi Junior High School Baseball Team, to bunt?
This was truly unbearable.
Although he was very indignant, and he really wanted to swing with all his might and hit Zhang Han's pitch far away.
But this time, Sawamura didn't act on impulse.
After being punished by Coach Kataoka to run for three consecutive weeks, although Sawamura Eijun's overall personality seemed unchanged.
But he still learned one thing.
That was to listen.
Especially when facing an opponent he couldn't contend with, compromise was not necessarily the simplest way to solve the problem.
Sawamura pouted, his mouth was so long it could hang a hot water bottle.
Despite his extreme dissatisfaction, he still showed a bunt stance.
In this situation, the Freshmen were eager to get a run back, and the upperclassmen weren't unsympathetic.
But what was wrong with Sawamura?
This guy's hitting stance wasn't even standard, and he still wanted to bunt?
And he wanted to bunt Zhang Han's ball?
What a joke…
Even now, Zhang Han's Fastball speed was over 145 kilometers per hour.
With such a fast ball, even if it were a First string player, bunting would be extremely difficult.
In the entire Freshman Team, there wouldn't be more than three people who were confident enough to bunt the ball into the field.
And how could Sawamura Eijun be among those three?
Even they could only guarantee to hit the ball into the field, not that the hit ball wouldn't become a pop fly, or simply land in the pitcher's glove.
"Are they crazy to want to score?"
"This is too reckless…"
"Is he serious? Zhang Han's ball is so fast, don't hit it on his hand…"
In a short time, Sawamura had already gained the favor of many people. These people looked very concerned when they saw Sawamura bunting.
"Maybe it's a fake bunt?"
At this moment, someone offered a different opinion.
This view, however, was almost universally rejected.
"No way, does that guy have that kind of brain?"
Besides Sawamura's talent and passion, he had another characteristic that was deeply ingrained in people's minds.
That was his foolishness…
Even the old alumni who liked him very much knew that the boy they liked didn't seem to have a very high IQ or EQ.
He was a bit simple-minded and silly.
Sawamura straightened his back in dissatisfaction: "Watch closely, this genius is omnipotent."
"Omnipotent? Weren't you struck out twice before?"
"Don't mention the dark history!"
No matter how thick-skinned Sawamura was, being criticized to his face still made him feel embarrassed.
He retorted angrily.
"It's a game, what are you doing?"
Umpire Kataoka's forehead broke out in many black lines.
His previous good impression of Sawamura was reset to zero. If this guy continued to foolishly argue with the audience, Kataoka would send him directly off the field.
Sawamura, after being punished to run for three weeks, finally learned to be honest and low-key.
He didn't dare to talk back to Kataoka and continued to maintain his bunt stance.
Zhang Han signaled his teammates with his eyes, telling the First Baseman and Third Baseman to move forward.
Then he threw a pitch.
The opponent wanted to bunt, whether it was real or not, Zhang Han intended to use a Fastball.
"Swish!"
The white ball whizzed out, thrown directly at Sawamura.
A Fastball approaching 150 kilometers per hour felt incredibly fast even to spectators watching from the side.
How difficult was it to hit such a ball with a bat head-on?
Even players who had undergone formal training might not be able to do it. Not to mention Sawamura, who had not received any formal training before.
This pitch, it's done!
Just as most people on the scene thought so, they suddenly saw a very incredible scene.
That Sawamura, that silly guy, actually managed to hit the ball with his bat.
"Ping!"
The hit ball neither rolled towards First Base nor towards Third Base.
Instead, it rolled towards the pitcher.
As a result, the advancing First Baseman and Third Baseman were farther away from the ball.
It would take at least three or four seconds for them to run over, pick up the ball, and throw it to home plate.
With that much time, Kominato Haruichi would definitely make it back to home plate.
This was even without him starting to run early. In fact, as Zhang Han pitched, Kominato Haruichi immediately started running.
He sprinted all the way towards home plate.
Zhang Han pitched, the ball flew to home plate, and then was hit by Sawamura…
More than a second had passed, and Kominato Haruichi had already run halfway.
All the old alumni who saw this scene instantly felt a surge of excitement, as if they were about to fly.
"This coordination is amazing…"
"It's simply a classic textbook example of a squeeze play."
"Are you blind? Didn't you see that guy's bunt…"
Of course, they all saw the bunt, but precisely because they saw it, they found it even harder to believe.
Was that bunt really hit by the silly Sawamura?
It was hit so cleverly.
Angle, power, speed.
Everything was perfectly flawless.
No matter how they looked at it, by the time the ball was thrown back to home plate, a long time would have passed.
If Kominato Haruichi smoothly returned to home plate.
"Whack…"
Just as Sawamura thought that although he had hit awkwardly, his goal had been achieved.
To his surprise, the ball he had hit was already scooped up by someone.
After that person scooped up the ball with his glove, he didn't even switch hands, but directly tossed it upwards.
The baseball flew out of the glove and landed in Chris's glove.
Chris spun around, perfectly blocking Kominato Haruichi's path.
Kominato Haruichi wanted to change direction, but it was too late.
"Whack…"
After tagging Kominato Haruichi, Chris stood up and threw the ball to First Base.
At this point, Sawamura, who had bunted, had not yet reached First Base.
"Whack…"
"Out…"
And so, the exquisite squeeze play ultimately turned into a double play.
Zhang Han and Chris, working together, not only easily defused the Freshman Team's offense but also seized the opportunity to get the final out.
Three outs, game over.
The final score remained 12:1.
Because the second and third-year players batted last, they didn't get to bat in the ninth inning.
Otherwise, the scores they would have gotten would have been even higher.
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