Chapter 501 – Episode 493. Young Fans Are Watching?! (2)
‘That kid has a strange expression. Mr. Rossby, what did you say on the mound?’
‘They just say that they will skip the game because it hurts their pride.’
‘Ugh, my pride is… Just don’t waste time and skip it.’
Pitchers with such strong pride tend to win when the ball count is advantageous…
‘Shall I swing the bat?’
The possibility of an unexpected victory. He was ahead by two runs with a two-run home run in the top of the first inning, but the more points he scored, the better. And he was confident that if he were to win the game, he could score enough points even if he was down to two strikes.
When I decided to swing the bat, Hancheol’s visit to the mound ended, and I walked to the plate.
“Are you going to skip it?”
“No? Are you going to compete?”
‘If you say that, who will be fooled?’
The catcher’s voice trembles as he says he will win the game. A sign of 100% filtering. It was a psychological game that no one seemed to be fooled by, but sometimes you have to be fooled even if you know it. Now was the right time.
‘Slider? Two-seam? I’m going to pull it outward, so I’m going to throw a slider. If you get caught in the middle of the pitch, it will be a pain in the ass. ‘It’s a slider, right?’
‘… It’s a four-seam.’
‘Four-seam… ?’
The first pitch, four-seam, is said to be thrown by two-seam and slider two-pitch types. Something felt strong.
‘Now that I think about it, didn’t you say that you also threw a four-seamer to Sangju senior?’
Senior Sangju’s words about feeling like an empty ball flash through my mind. The first base is empty. A pitcher who hit a home run in the previous at-bat.
‘… The answer is obvious, isn’t it?’
There is only one answer. Now that bastard was trying to hit me.
‘Are you going to get hit and be blown away? … No. Since it’s Children’s Day, let’s just avoid it.’
Even if his four-seam velocity isn’t there, he’s in the low to mid 150s. It was better to avoid it than to get hit and get hurt. The decision was quick, and taking one step away from home plate was even faster than that. And the first pitch of the guy who was thrown.
“Strike!”
“… Huh?”
“Ugh…”
It was called a strike, as if it was an opposing pitch, but the catcher couldn’t catch the ball and threw it away. Unfortunately, the ball did not fall back and landed right in front of home plate, so he immediately raised his hand and stopped the runners from moving.
‘Fuck, did you really think you were going to throw an empty ball?’
There is only one reason why the catcher, who is not an amateur, cannot catch the obvious ball and throws it away. Sign miss. He clearly called for a slider, but he threw a four-seamer and the catcher obviously couldn’t catch the ball.
‘Where did you come in?’
‘It’s in the middle. Damn it. ‘You missed that ball.’
When I asked about the location of the ball, which was different from my usual standing position, the location of the first pitch was in the middle.
‘Fuck, what a waste.’
It’s a waste to throw away a ball just because you’re scared. It was an act that had nothing to say even if he was criticized by Rossby.
‘The pitcher can’t even throw a blank ball properly and throws it into the middle, damn it. Tsk, I guess I’ll just stand there the way I was. Mr. Rossby, what about the next ball?’
‘It’s four-seam again.’
‘Again?’
A clear will to throw an empty ball. But if that guy was a guy who could throw the ball the way he wanted, there was no way he would have come to Korea with that ball. I had to trust his poor command and aim for a timely hit.
So, I adjusted my batting position to my usual standing position while waiting for his second ball.
‘Come…’ !’
And the guy’s four-seam that was thrown. However, unlike the first pitch, which went to the middle of the strike zone, this time the trajectory of the ball seemed to be heading toward me from the moment it left my hand.
‘… Fuck!’
150 fast balls! The moment I felt the trajectory of the ball, it was already flying towards my body, and I had no choice but to turn my body back for fear of getting hit in a dangerous position while trying to avoid it.
“Ahh!”
And the tingling pain I felt on the back… It was so fucking painful.
“This fucking bastard… !”
“Hold on, hold on!”
As soon as I threw the bat and helmet and tried to move forward, the referee came running out and grabbed me.
“No, no matter who sees it, it’s an empty ball!”
“No, look. Even the pitcher apologizes. And control was bad from the beginning.”
This guy seems to be taking off his hat and making an apology, as the referee said. But his face was laughing at me. When I couldn’t bear that expression anymore and was about to run to the mound, I heard the umpire’s voice in my ear.
“It’s Children’s Day, let’s do it in a good way. It’s Meng Hao. Huh?”
Children’s Day. A day when we must give dreams and hope to children. A fight on a day like that…
“Under… Fuck. Because it’s Children’s Day.”
Yes, as a saint, I have to endure it. If it weren’t for Children’s Day, I would have killed half of it.
“Okay. Good idea. Hey, Ahn Hoon-chan. If something like this happens one more time, you will be kicked out. Do you understand?”
“Yes. Yes. Sorry. Maeng Hao, I miss you. That guy doesn’t have good control… “I really didn’t order it.”
The catcher must have been embarrassed, too, and offered a sincere apology. But when are you saying you saw this guy? … Should I just install it?
“Fuck you.”
Although my back was still burning, I shook off all my shitty feelings after swearing and started taking off my gear.
“Phew…”
The catcher and umpire sighed as if they were relieved when I took off my gear instead of running out right away. As I was about to take off my gear and walk to first base, I saw Hyejin waving her hand at me from the table behind me. And even Hojin crying next to him.
There is only one reason why Hojin would cry in this situation. Of course, because I, the father, got hit by the ball. He must have shed tears when he saw that his father couldn’t even squeak after being hit by the ball. When I saw Hojin’s tears, the anger I had been suppressing rose again.
‘Fuck, am I supposed to be like this in front of my son?’
Suspension from business trip. It was definitely annoying. I had to watch my colleagues win or lose while I was away, and winning or losing was not a pleasant experience for me.
However, even those things were nothing compared to my father’s majesty. On Children’s Day, it was important not to show children violence, but it was also important to show children that they would not give in to injustice, even if they were slightly violent.
‘Yeah, fuck. Hojin! ‘Dad is coming!’
I made up my mind and ran to the mound.
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[This ball… ! It fits Ji Maeng-ho’s body! Ah, Ji Maeng-ho looks like he’s about to run away! But I endure it. That’s a good look. It’s Children’s Day, so there’s no need to clear the bench.]
“Meng Hao! “I endured it well!”
Hye-jin, who knew something about baseball thanks to her husband being a baseball player, manager of the baseball team, and coach of a professional team, and her lover who was an active baseball player, cheered for the fact that Meng-ho did not run away after being hit by the ball and waved his hand loudly. It was. At that time,
“Ugh! Mom! “Mom!”
Next to him, his son, Hojin, could be heard holding his wrist and crying. The feeling that has been honed through long years of parenting speaks for itself. This crying sound…
“Oh my, did my son poop?”
The diaper must be uncomfortable. Even though she was practicing potty, she still wasn’t completely out of her diaper. This sometimes happened, so Hye-jin quickly picked up Ho-jin and headed to the bathroom so as not to cause trouble to those around her. On the way to the bathroom, I heard the cheers of the audience.
“Did the weatherman hit at the right time? Oh, I missed that. Hojin, hurry up and go watch the game again.”
If you hear a shout after the bases are loaded with two outs, one of two things will happen: a timely hit or the pitcher gets an out. However, since there was no mention of an inning shift, Hyejin just held Hojin and headed to the bathroom. Inside the stadium, they were completely unaware that Ji Maeng-ho was running to the mound.
[Ah! Ji Maeng-ho runs to the mound! Players from both teams follow behind! Ah, it’s Children’s Day. It’s Children’s Day.]
[I think Ji Maeng-ho felt it was an empty ball, right?]
Ji Maeng-ho running to the mound,
“[This little monkey!]”
Miller was excited to see that.
Miller was dumbfounded as he saw Ji Maeng-ho running towards him. He couldn’t believe a guy who was about 6 inches (15 cm) taller than him was running towards him without even knowing the subject. It was something that made Miller, who boasted superior physical strength since childhood, laugh out loud.
‘It went well. ‘You little monkey.’
‘Serious’ bench clearing was a common occurrence for Miller, who spent over 10 years in the minor leagues, and he wanted to take this opportunity to show this arrogant monkey an example. Miller, who threw down his glove and stretched out his fist at Ji Maeng-ho, who was running like that, laughed evilly as he thought of Ji Maeng-ho’s screams that would be heard afterward.
Miller’s mind was filled with happy images of the guy who boasted that he was the best in this little league, rolling around underneath him.
‘… ‘Huh?’
… Until Ji Meng Hao dodged his fist with just a flick of his face.
Arms as long as your height. On a good day, Ji Meng-ho’s arm speed was too slow in the eyes of Ji Meng-ho, who could see the stitches even at speeds near 100 mph. … And while I was panicking, I felt pain in my jaw for the first time in my life.
“Oh my!”
Ji Maeng-ho’s fist was the first to reach the chin of Miller, a man well over 2 meters tall!
Miller’s knees began to give out as he felt pain for the first time in his life. But that wasn’t the end of the pain. Ji Maeng-ho did not miss Miller, who collapsed at the first blow and reached the perfect height to hit.
“… !”
A situation where you can’t even scream. It only took 2 seconds for the 209 cm tall figure to kiss the ground.
“Monkey? After getting to know this guy, it turns out he’s even more of an asshole? “You fell behind.”
But Miller was not allowed to rest. This is because Meng Hao, who heard the word ‘monkey’ right in front of his eyes, immediately grabbed him by the collar. Actually, I wasn’t that angry because I heard the word ‘monkey’ a lot from Rossby, but the important thing is the cause.
Did you get hit with a bean ball and experience racial discrimination? Although sending off was unavoidable, it was an excuse that could minimize the suspension, so Meng Hao grabbed Miller by the collar and lifted him up, laughing to himself.
‘This is enough for the taste. Sigh, I can’t even hit him because I’m afraid he’ll really sue me if I hit him anymore. I thought he was a bit aggressive because he was holding his stance, but it was nothing, right?’
It’s a shame that there were already a couple of teeth lying around on the ground that had fallen out of Miller’s mouth, but that’s all I can feel. And since the players who ran were already blocking his body, he had no choice but to be satisfied with this.
“Hey! That bastard’s eyes are rolling! Stop me! Stop it!”
“Oh, fuck, they’re calling me a monkey. This bastard… !”
“Meng Hao! “Be patient, please be patient!”
‘Well, Hojin must have seen his dad defeat his opponent brilliantly at this level, right?’
Knowing when to go and going is a beautiful thing. Thinking that this was enough, Maeng-ho let go of the arms around him and returned to the dugout without even listening to the referee’s decision to send him off.
[Ah, Ji Maeng-ho enters. Looks like he got sent off, right? Bench clearing like this on Children’s Day…]
[Wow, that must have been fun? In fact, the first time I went to the baseball stadium, a bench clearing happened…]
[Commissioner!]
[Oh, sorry. This can’t happen. Hmm. That’s right.]
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-ㅋㅋㅋㅋHe said he would endure for a long time this seasonㅋㅋㅋㅋ
┗In just one month, it feels like you’ve endured a lot for a fierce warrior haha
┗But you seem angrier than usual? Why is Fierce Tiger like that?
┗┗A day or two?
┗┗I have intuition, but it seems like a monkey is acting like this.
┗┗Racism is a bit haha
┗┗It’s so fucking loud, how can I hear that? Don’t make up nonsense to get on Ji Maeng-ho’s side.
-He coolly walked out without listening to the referee.
┗That bastard is going to be sent off, but of course he knows he will be sent off no matter what haha
┗ㅋㅋㅋㅇㅅㅁㅎㅅ
Who is responsible for the fun of Korean baseball
-[Photo News] Ji Maeng-ho, who defeated Miller.
┗ㅋㅋㅋ It’s almost like a blacksmith’s composition lol
┗┗Maeng Hota haha
-Oh, the referee is holding the microphone haha
┗Is there any need to bring a microphone?
┗┗Miller was sent off even though he was hit. You should know why he was sent off.
“Ah! Let me explain the current situation. Player Ji Maeng-ho was ejected for violent behavior on the field, and Hancheol’s pitcher Miller was also ejected for using inappropriate language on the field. That’s it.”
-Inappropriate words and actions? What is it?
┗I guess we’ll find out only when the article comes out, but based on what the intuition-verifying girl posted earlier, I guess it was racial discrimination?