northernbook Chapter 168 20 Rules
Chapter 168 20 Rules
Chapter 168 20 Rules
Su Qing is still very familiar with community baseball fields. Even Su Qing started his baseball career playing community baseball.After entering the profession, giving warmth to children playing community baseball was something Su Qing often did.
However, this community baseball is obviously adult-oriented. Most of the people running around the field are adults, and some people who look like college students.
Although he didn't understand why Linda was looking for such a place, it's still very good to play in this kind of place. Su Qing has never had a similar experience.Su Qing had heard about similar stadiums from his teammates, but had never been there.
Su Qing opened the equipment bag from the trunk of the car, took out a few bats, and stuffed the gloves and baseball into it.
After that, Su Qing seemed to think of something, and said something to Linda.
"Can you wait for me?" Su Qing pointed to the clothes on her body. Su Qing was going to go to the baseball stadium to change clothes. After all, he believed that Linda would not choose a baseball stadium without a locker room. money, but Linda did not expect to pick a baseball field without changing rooms.
"Oh, of course."
Su Qing quickly changed her clothes in the crowded car.
Su Qing, who got out of the car, put on his baseball cap, took out the equipment bag from the trunk again, and said to Linda who was standing aside:
"Let's go."
I have to say that after putting on the baseball uniform, Linda felt that Su Qing's handsomeness soared.
After Su Qing entered the stadium, they quickly attracted a lot of people's attention.
Soon a Negro whistled.
"Hey, man, how about a new face, first time here? Is there a girlfriend next to you? Are you going to let your girlfriend play with you?"
After the black man finished speaking, the people around him burst into laughter.
However, Su Qing was not angry. After playing for so many years, he had never encountered anything, so he replied calmly:
"It's not a girlfriend, it's an agent. I want to see my status. How about a game? Are you still short?"
The black man took a look and found that Su Qing's stature was not bad, at least enough for amateur players like them.
"What position?"
"pitcher."
In between, the black whistled again, and soon people gathered.
"Very good! We just need a pitcher!"
"Milo! Don't practice! Finally, a pitcher came and played!"
Under the yelling of the black man, a white man in the distance who was still drumming up the bat stopped swinging and walked over slowly.
Su Qing was actually quite surprised. It looked more like a black community baseball field. He didn't expect that there were white people. Well, or rather mixed, there were both white and black people.
"Mylo, our only catcher. Talk to yourself, I'm going to prepare for the court."
This man named Miluo is not as tall as Su Qing, about 5cm lower than Su Qing, so he has to look up to Su Qing.
He looked at Su Qing from top to bottom.
"It can be seen from your clothes that your family is very rich. I don't know why you come here to play. Whether you are looking for excitement or experiencing life, you must abide by the rules here! Do you understand?!"
"OK, then may I know the rules here?"
"The rules are that there are no rules. Everyone comes here to play for fun, so you can be happy as long as you want. Do you know why there are no pitchers here? Because they have been beaten away a long time ago. So you can leave now."
In fact, with Su Qing, Linda had already started to retreat. She wanted to find a community baseball field. She also heard about it from her friends. She thought it was a more formal community baseball field, but she didn't expect it to be like this.
"You have already started to prepare, how can I spoil the fun? Should the password be yours or mine?"
"signal?"
Milo chuckled. He is different from Linda. He can tell that Su Qing is a high school student who is still playing. Although Su Qing is very mature, the immaturity on his face will not disappear.
And what can a high school pitcher throw?It's good to be able to throw four seams and hit the strike zone. It's useless to give him a sign for such a pitcher.
"There is no password, you vote for me, that's it."
So it was Su Qing's turn to frown. He could see that this man named Milo had no idea of wearing protective gear. This man is committing suicide.
But Su Qing also knows such a man, if you don't show him, he won't believe you.
"OK."
Milo glanced at Su Qing in surprise, he didn't expect Su Qing to be so obedient, he thought Su Qing would definitely quarrel with him.
Spineless, huh.
Su Qing took out the gloves from the equipment bag, and Milo took a look. He knew that Su Qing was rich, but he didn't expect Su Qing to be so rich. Such a big bag of wooden bats is not cheap, and this glove looks like a few dollars. The appearance of a thousand swords.
In their golf course, everyone uses the cheapest aluminum rods, even if they are broken, they don't feel bad.As for gloves, except for Milo who will take good care of his own gloves, other people's gloves are already dilapidated.
"Boy, let me remind you that the poor will not be punished for playing in this stadium. If you let them know that you are a fat sheep, I believe many people will be willing to go home with you."
I have to say that Milo is a good person with a good character.
"Thank you!"
After listening to Milo, Su Qing remembered that he is now in the United States!It's fine if it's in a baseball stadium, the people there are at most greedy for Su Qing's bat, and the chance of doing it is still very small, but this is a wild field!
"Rig, can you carry the gear bag back to the car for me? Here are the car keys."
Su Qing stuffed the gloves back into the equipment bag, forget about the gloves.
Linda frowned, but still took the heavy equipment bag and keys and left the court.Throw the gear bag back into the trunk.
In the stadium, Su Qing asked Milo for a glove made of cloth. Su Qing had never seen this kind of glove.The experience is very special.
"Are you ready, kid? Start when you're ready."
At this time, the stadium has been cleared out, and those who are not playing the game have gathered to the side to watch the game.Su Qing walked up to the place called a pitcher's mound. It was said to be a pitcher's mound, but it was actually a small mound with uneven ground and no pitcher's board.
Su Qing stepped on a lot of feet in a row, but still didn't adapt. This environment is worse than the worst course he played in Nihong, tsk.
If I knew it, I would have brought a mobile mound.Su Qing thought so.
"Boy, don't be silly, throw the ball quickly! If you don't throw the ball, get out! This is not your baseball field!"
Su Qing already regretted why she stayed here to find excitement, but the matter had come to this point, and it was impossible not to vote.Not to mention rosin bags on the mound, not even a chalk bag.
After taking a deep breath, Su Qing threw the ball, and when he landed, he stepped on the pit he stepped on in advance to prevent twisting his ankle.
On the side Linda had already raised the speed gun, ready to personally test Su Qing's ball speed.
The batters on the strike zone widened their eyes. They were all amateurs. They had never even been selected for the school baseball team. They had never seen a straight ball with such speed. Even Milo's eyes widened.
Fortunately, Su Qing's first ball was originally intended to make Milo pay attention to himself, so this ball was thrown outside, and it would never hit the hitter, catcher, or even the foolish referee behind the catcher.
Next to the court, Linda glanced at the ball speed displayed on the speed gun, which was 95.1mph (153). Although it was not as fast as what Su Qing demonstrated in the video, Linda also knew that the pitcher who can quickly enter the state as soon as he enters the field is the terminator , and Su Qing is obviously a starting pitcher, it is normal to be slow.
The batterer on the strike zone directly cursed:
"what the hell?"
Milo stood up with a gloomy face and ran up to the mound.
"Why didn't you say it earlier?!"
"Will you believe me when I tell you?"
Su Qing's tone was very flat, and it's better not to be beaten too much in an unfamiliar environment.
Milo just stared at Su Qing. Because of his height, Milo looked unexpectedly cute like this.
"Boy, you're fine. Which school are you from?"
"I am... uh." Su Qing originally wanted to tell the high school in his previous life, but after thinking about it, the name of the high school in his previous life may have changed, and it would definitely be very embarrassing to say it.
"I don't play in the United States, and I came back to play recently."
"If you don't want to say it, forget it. Can you hit the strike zone? It will be troublesome if your ball hits the ball."
"Of course, I can handle the ball very well, but you, can you catch it? How about we exchange codes, I am still very confident in my ball control."
"As long as you can hit the strike zone, I can catch it. If you can't shoot in the strike zone, I won't help you deal with the person who gets the ball and gets hit by your ball."
Su Qing rolled his eyes. As long as these people don't hit his ball intentionally, it is impossible for him to throw a touch. It is this Milo who worries him very much. It is terrible to catch his ball without wearing protective gear. of!
Originally, Su Qing wanted to persuade Milo, but he found that Milo did not return to home base. Instead, he walked to the sidelines and took out a set of old protective gear from his equipment bag.Milo quickly dressed up.Returned to home plate.
At this time, the batter standing in the strike zone has changed. The previous batter who said harsh words to Su Qing became scared when he saw Su Qing's pitch again, fearing that Su Qing would hit him.
The presiding judge, who was fooling around, also ran away far away. The beater was frightened, and he was naturally even more frightened behind the catcher.The judgment of good and bad shots was handed over to Milo, and it was not a formal game anyway.
Milo smashed his glove hard with his hand, and then stretched out the glove. He hasn't scored such a high-quality pitcher for a long time.I haven't experienced the feeling of a baseball hitting a glove for a long time.
Su Qing has no habit of abusing amateur players, so in order to make it easier for Milo to catch the ball, he threw the ball directly into the red. Prepare, it is not good at all.
Amateurs play baseball completely according to their intuition, and they can play against ordinary pitchers, but it is obviously not enough for Su Qing, who is a special professional.
I can't keep up with my swing speed, it's too slow.
"Boom!"
Milo's glove made a not-so-good sound.But the corner of Milo's mouth grinned. He liked Su Qing's pitching very much.
Milo took the ball out of his glove, squatted and gave it to Su Qing.
Su Qing easily received the ball from Milo on the mound. He was a little surprised. You must know that it is not easy to pass the ball with such strength while squatting, and he can catch the ball for the first time. Very good, this Milo is not simple!
When facing the second hitter, Milo's glove could already make a good sound. The main reason is that Su Qing hit every ball in the red, and Milo naturally caught it more and more smoothly.
The hitters after that also discovered that Su Qing only hit the red shot, and after accelerating again and again, the first unlucky guy who hit finally appeared.
I saw the batter throwing the bat out directly.
"*****! It hurts me to death!!"
Naturally, this group of people didn't have such things as hitting gloves. The hands without hitting gloves hit Su Qing's straight ball, and the result can be imagined.
Everyone on the court stared at Su Qing with complex expressions, and some even had stern eyes.
I thought it was a kid who would provide them with fun, but unexpectedly a raptor crossing the river came and suppressed them just by the speed of the ball.
"Three outs, do you want to continue playing? Swap offense and defense?"
Su Qing doesn't think there are other pitchers in this stadium who exchange offense and defense with him. "
"continue!"
After that, every unconvinced hitter stood on the strike zone and tried it, but most of them couldn't keep up with Su Qing's ball speed, but two hitters accidentally caught up, but the moment they hit the ball, they immediately I think it's better not to keep up, because the feeling of Su Qing's ball hitting the bat is too painful!
And the aluminum bat doesn’t mean that it’s not consumed at all when playing baseball.Bats are also consumables!Being hit by Su Qing's ball like this will really cause a small pit.
Soon no one was willing to continue to challenge Su Qing, and Linda was also very satisfied that although Su Qing didn't make any change shots, the speed of the ball could not be faked!
Su Qing's top ball speed reached 98mph. Although it didn't reach the 99 in the video, it is pretty good to be able to throw such a fast ball on this kind of court!
Seeing that no one challenged, Su Qing walked down the mound and handed back the simple glove to Milo.
"Thank you for the gloves, I had a great time today."
"Also, thank you, I had a great time too."
"Goodbye, then."
Su Qing said goodbye politely, after all, he was a catcher who had partnered once.
"that."
When Su Qing turned around and was about to leave the court with Linda, he was stopped by Milo.
"What's wrong?"
"Boy, I don't know what your coach taught you. Your pitch is great, but you can't run. The line is very rigid. This kind of ball is easy to hit. Think about it, such as through subtle Change the way you hold the ball, the way you exert force, and the direction so that your ball can move? Do you understand what I mean?"
Su Qing couldn't help laughing after hearing this.This made Milo frown. Although it was just a chance meeting, he didn't want such an excellent pitcher to go the wrong way at the beginning.
"I will shoot the kind of ball you said. My ball is super good at running. I'm just afraid that you won't catch the ball, so I always go straight. Bye, it's getting late, we should go too, from now on Let's play together again."
"Wait kid, what's your name?!"
"My name is Su Qing."
"Chu Jing?"
Too lazy to correct Milo's pronunciation, Su Qing took Linda back to the car quickly. America is not safe at night, so it's better to go home early.
(End of this chapter)