Absolute on the Mound

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Fifteen.

It's another one-man show today.

That was something no one could deny.

Lee Hou is taking on five pitchers by himself.

Today, the main character is only binary.

Of course, the protagonist did not mean that Lee Jin-yong was a winner.

There are many kinds of stories, aren't there?

And looking at the current situation, Lee Jin-yong did not seem very likely to receive a happy ending today.

Kim Sung-rock, you've got to be kidding me. Angels won't score 12 times.

b. Recognition.

So if you don't score Angels on the 12th round, will you be at the end of the 12th round for binary?

I don't think it's coming out. Why are you here?

Are you out of your mind?

Will he come out because he's crazy?

Oh, yeah?

It seemed harder than ever to get a score of one point for Lee Jin-yong's happy ending.

And more and more people were interested in the binary dragon game.

This is where the 11-inning pitcher goes down and doesn't win?

I'm here to see you!

Ew? Yi Hou's condition? We've evolved to Ikrai!

Tragedy is more fun than comedy when it comes to others.

The number of people who gathered like that was astonishing.

“What's the viewership rate for this game? Now that all the other field games are over, I guess all the baseball fans are gonna be there to see it. ”

“The portal's live feed has already reached 400,000 simultaneous contacts. ”

“400,000 people? That's not how the regionals play, is it? ”

“The station's viewership rate is over three percent. ”

“Three percent cable baseball viewership? · · · · · · · The broadcaster caught this match was amazing. ”

“What's even more amazing is that it's still going up. Maybe Angels can't score at the beginning of the 12th, and if she comes up at the end of the 12th in that situation, more than the real Korean series. ”

“· · · · · · · You've got a really great guy. ”

All the baseball fans in Korea focused not only on Lee Jin-young but also on his breath.

Of course they could see.

What are you doing on binary mount?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What's that finger over there?

One to three?

Do what Lee Jin-yong did before throwing the ball from the mount.

Isn't that a preliminary how? Advance notice that we're gonna end up with a threesome?

No matter how crazy Lee Ho-woo is, it doesn't seem like that.

You're treating her like a psychopath. Lee Jin-yong is a little screwed up, but I don't think so.

Do you think Lee Ho Woo is that crazy?

Of course, they didn't know the meaning of the behavior yet.

Not yet.

That's how 11 words began.

16.

The linebacker is more difficult as the inning grows.

It's so obvious.

Then, what happens to the pitchers who started to struggle?

First of all, it's perfectly natural, but it reduces my posture.

The second is more thoughtful.

The longer the pitcher's inning, the more balls the pitcher throws, and the more times the batsman sees the ball.

That is, you can no longer throw a new ball that can hit a batsman's bluff.

That's why I think more.

No matter what you throw, the batsman knows.

Even if a catcher picks a ball, the pitcher doubts the ball and often shakes his head.

This will naturally increase the game time and make it longer.

The longer the pitcher shakes his head, the longer the helmet will naturally be, and when it gets too long, the more impatient the catcher will cry out for time, go up to the mount and talk to the pitcher.

When you get here, the pitcher is actually over. I am no longer able to throw the ball, nor am I qualified.

That's why Kim Jin-ho said.

If it's hard to throw, go down the mount. If not, throw it. The pitcher throws the ball, shakes his head at the pitcher's sign, and no one calls the pitcher a bulldog from the mount a Norgarian pitcher.

Don't ever do that.

Anything. You're right. Yeah, I'd rather be right. If you're right, the director will let you down. Don't you think?

You can do it. Throw it.

The words were accepted as binary.

Now, restraints fall into the mid-130s.

Boom!

“Strike!”

Nonetheless, Lee Jin-yong shoved the ball into the batsman's strike zone without hesitation.

No, there was no reason to hesitate.

‘Even if it's slow, 130. ’

For Lee Jin-yong, who had thrown 110 balls, 130 balls were powerful enough.

No, rather, Lee Jin-yong's slow restraining ball triggered the Titans' trauma.

‘Rather, my restraints are slowing down, so I remember that time. ’

‘Damn, that's how I got hit. No, I got hit by a slower ball than that. ’

When I was hit by 10 consecutive strikes against Jin Yong, then the ball of Jin Yong was like this.

And the style that Jin Yong threw was the same as now.

Clearly, he threw a ball slower than the league average and threw it into the Strike Zone as if it were a pitch that would fly over the fence if caught.

“Swing Strike Out! ”

“Strike out! ”

“Swing strike! Ouch!”

So, Lee Jin-yong finished his 11 horse sentences perfectly with three consecutive triplets.

Immediately, his right hand flashes over his head.

It wasn't a ceremony.

Because Lee Jin-yong started talking with one finger spread from a burning fist overhead.

“Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!"

Then everyone knew.

I got it.

W-what?

Favorite.

What are you talking about? What do you mean "favored"?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

W-what?

Lee Jin-yong, what is the meaning of his howl?

So, three hoos before the eleventh was a hoot?

Like that.

You crazy son of a bitch!

Wait, so what are you yelling three times on Mount Horn?

Maybe we should have done Hou in advance for the 12th time?

Oh, God.

So, Lee Jin-yong clearly showed his will and went down the mount.

Seventeen.

When the 11th horse ended, the atmosphere of the stadium became quiet.

Once it was too intense to leave it on the mount.

At the end of the eleventh sentence, who could have predicted, and imagined, a pitcher who would come up to the end of the twelfth sentence and express his willingness to take over?

It wasn't just that.

‘Mind focus. ’

‘Burn everything on this inning. ’

‘I will pay. ’

‘Stop it at all times. ’

Now Titans' last remaining defensive position and Angels' last remaining attack begin to save their breath as if they were about to blow up everything in one fell swoop.

It was the same for the fans.

"Oh, is there a voice coming tomorrow? ’

‘I'm so thirsty. ’

Do you have any beer? Oh! One more can! ’

In the repeated cheers, the thirsty throat was dampened with the beverage everyone had, and they were prepared to fill the exhausted belly with food and burst everything on the last inning.

Absolutely calm before the storm.

In that silence, Kim Jinho said.

It's not gonna be easy to get 12 points.

It was the same as the curse.

No, you're not. If I put my entire fortune and my right arm on the line, I'd bet nothing.

But it was never meant for Kim Jinho to make fun of Lee Jin-yong or to discourage him.

Kim Sung-rock, Jin-yong looks just like you. The type that burns in a crisis. Above all, there is a high stakes. If you look at his helmet, he's throwing a ball over his head. Commonly known as the Wuwan Traditional, and then the Wuwan Underhander, and when he finds the timing, he'll join you and get Major ready.

A word that can be said to look at reality calmly with the eyes of a superior person.

Above all, the typewriters of Angels are under pressure. The burden of risking your life for one point. The problem is that this kind of burden is the first time for Angels' batsmen.

Kim Jin-ho, speaking, smiled bitterly.

Growth pains. Today's experience would be a huge experience and asset if Angels were to go on a Korean series with a stage like now that absolutely needs one point.

Kim Jin-ho, who was speaking, continued to look down at Lee Jin-yong sitting on the bench.

If you say otherwise, it will hurt. That's what growing pains are for. I need it for tomorrow, but I'm still sick today.

Lee Jin-yong didn't answer.

I waited with my eyes closed.

May your turn come.

Aah!

And after a while, he heard a long sigh telling him it was his turn.

At the top of the 12th, Angels failed to score.

18.

Baseball is a sport where there are many positions, there are many records, and there are so many different titles, so there are so many stories to be told in one game.

But in the end, the essence is one.

Winning.

Other than that, it doesn't matter what you do.

If a pitcher can win 20 triangles in a match, it is meaningless, and if a batsman can't win a home run twice in an inning against a pitcher, it is meaningless.

Victory, nothing is worth more than those two letters.

‘Tsk.'

Lee Jin-yong was feeling it more clearly than ever before.

‘Goddamn day. ’

At the end of the 12th term, Lee Jin-yong who climbed into the mount now felt more anger than ever before in a situation where he could not win no matter what he did.

It was anger at everything.

‘It's a fucking day. ’

Anger at the batsmen who failed to score, couldn't they have done something? Anger at what you're doing and the anger at Titans that's making you feel this way today.

Rage at the fact that you have to leave the Mountain at the end of 12 sentences in this rage!

‘It's even more annoying than I thought. ’

Moreover, the anger felt by Lee Jin-yong now was much bigger and hotter than he expected.

I honestly don't know how you feel.

Kim Jin-ho could never fathom such anger.

I've never experienced anything like this.

There's no such thing as a draw in the Major League.

You know that, right?

As long as it's not a natural disaster, the Major League plays the game until the battle is won.

15 times, 20 times, there's no pitcher, and as long as the pitcher is the pitcher, it's over.

There's no draw in the Major League.

People were surprised by it, and on the one hand they thought it was too much. Some criticized athletes for bringing them to the extreme.

However, Lee Jin-yong could clearly say.

“What a happy world. ”

There's nothing happier and cooler than that.

Yeah, to be honest, I thought, what the hell is this when a middleman is pitching in a glove on a mount, but now I'm here, and I'm happy. If I had been in your shoes, I would have burst up and taken you to the hospital.

“Phew.”

In reply, Lee Jin-yong sighed for a long time, looking at the sky.

From afar, Lee Jin-yong sighs about her position and the situation today.

In fact, everyone who was watching the scene thought,

‘I'll sigh. ’

"Angels, you're gonna want to hit the motherfuckers in a row. ’

‘I don't think Lee Jin-yong looks sad. ’

"Don't cry, Howe. ’

I feel really sorry for Lee Jin-yong.

However, Lee Jin-yong was not the breath that breathed out.

Bummer!

I breathed out my breath to somehow cool the boiling stomach with the fury mentioned earlier.

It was as if the steam engine was ready to burst.

Of course, exhaling like that did not calm down Lee Jin-yong's anger.

‘They're all dead. ’

Lee Jin-yong, in order to calm his anger, he needed a sacrifice, not meditation.

“The first inning of magic. ”

That's how Lee Jin-yong began the sacrifice hunt.

“Revolver.”

With a very powerful weapon.

19.

Titan's Doug was filled with more cheer than ever before today as soon as the last outcount was captured in the early 12th period.

“Done! Done! ”

“Okay, minimum draw! ”

I had already lost or won a match before the start of the match, but there was no reason not to cheer.

Even more confident.

"At least I won't lose! ’

‘We will not lose to Lee Ho Woo! ’

Jin Yong Lee.

I didn't get the game from this monster this season, but I felt confident that I saved it.

‘That's comforting. ’

‘Phew, now I can breathe, I can breathe. ’

And that eased the strain and tension that bound Titan's crew from one to eleven times.

‘Where is the draw? ’

Of course, that didn't even ease my desire for victory.

‘Still, you'd better win. ’

Let's do it. ’

‘If I come out here for a home run, I don't think I'll ever have a real season out. ’

Rather, with moderate relaxation, the burden was reduced, and Titans' condition was brought into the best state.

“Ham, try it on! ”

“Try it on!”

At the end of the 12th, the Titans were the reason they were on the sidelines in a completely different way.

‘It doesn't matter if it's out. ’

‘So let's aim at one without any regrets. ’

Titan's batsmen were no longer meant to pull Anthaman out of Lee Jin-yong.

It did not stick close to the home plate, did not hold the bat briefly, and did not show a nervous tone.

You're just holding your legs steady at the end of the batter box, breathing steadily and preparing for your blow.

‘So let's aim at one without any regrets. ’

I prepared the threshing stone without regret.

Knowing that, Angels' coaching staff were nervous.

‘Dangerous.'

The coaches couldn't have known.

That proper tension and proper relaxation are the surest ways to bring out your skills perfectly.

‘Even if I do something wrong, if I get one good reason, I will be right. ’

Now the Titans were surrounded by the right tension.

‘Any of Titan's batsmen will catch you. ’

Moreover, the Titan was the league's main offensive line.

Whoever hits the home run is strong enough to do nothing wrong!

On the other hand, Lee Jin-yong on the mount was throwing the ball for 11 innings.

If it comes down to it, it means we may lose more than we lost today.

When they got there, the coaches looked at the bone-setter supervisor.

Are you sure you want to go to binary? ’

‘Shouldn't we just get off? ’

No matter how much I think about it, I have doubts about Lee Jin-yong's 12th backing.

The bone-setter didn't reply to that look.

There was only one thing he had to do.

‘All I can do is trust that great pitcher. There's nothing more I can do. ’

Believing in Jin Yong.

Lee Jin-yong replied to the faith of such a bone-setter director.

Boom!

Low on the outside of the Strike Zone, with 140-gauge fastballs precisely poking the narrow course.

“Huh? What? ”

“Why is 140 here? ”

So, Lee Jin-yong's 12th final pitch, the final pitch of the match began today.

Twenty.

I'm crossing the sidewalk, and suddenly I've got a car! What happens if you stop screaming?

Huff!

Of course I'm surprised.

It's not just a shock, it's a heartbeat.

Once surprised, the heart does not calm easily after crossing the crosswalk.

‘Surprise.'

What if it wasn't an accident and it was intended by the driver of the car?

What the hell is this? What's going on? ’

That was how Titan's batsman, who had received the beginnings of the dragon, felt.

“Revolver.”

Lee Jin-yong pulled the trigger of the gun once again towards such a batsman.

Boom!

Target a low course outside of the batsman's Strikezone.

So, when Lee Jin-yong threw the second, then everyone could see.

‘I'm angry.'

‘Ew, I'm angry. ’

‘I'm pissed off. ’

Right now, Lee Jin-yong is angry.

As a matter of fact, I did.

"I feel dirty. Are you guys laughing? ’

For Jin Yong, who was already furious, the Titans who were on the tarmac, satisfied with the draw and relaxed, were never acceptable.

Of course, Lee Jin-yong's anger was not just a sudden vomiting of anger.

‘Fantastic.’

At least that's what Lee Ho-chan saw.

The batsmen who were stuck to the homeplate all along the 11th Inning moved away from the homeplate. In this situation, the fastballs on the outside have to play well. ’

Obviously the Titans are at their leisure now, and they are in more danger than ever before.

On the contrary, however, their desperation was diminished and they were located far away from the homeplate.

Furthermore, the relaxed batsman never touches the ball of a course that is never difficult to hit.

I have time.

No batsman hits a low course ball outside of the Strike Zone, which is relaxed but not probable.

‘I have the most perfect number to catch the supersonic strikes. ’

That's what Lee Jin-yong was after.

And that was also what binary dragons were best at.

Lee Jin-yong, who was often weaker than he used to be, has always dealt with a batsman who had time to spare against himself.

Of course, it couldn't have worked.

“Strike!”

Novel Two Strikes.

Immediately, Lee Jin-yong pushed the batsman to the edge of the cliff and immediately threw the third.

Splitter digging through the middle of the Strike Zone!

Whoo-hoo!

It was the perfect ball for making batsmen dance with batsmen who couldn't calm their surprised hearts.

“Swing Strike Out! ”

So, Lee Jin-yong set the lead batsman back to Sam-gu Samjin.

“Phew.”

Of course, there was no Hou.

I've already been on top of Mount 11.

You're not screaming. ’

Was that a real warning? ’

Of course, there was no shout from Titans fans.

Then, throughout the 11th inning, there was a stillness in the slaughterhouse.

Gulp!

Even Titan's fans forgot to call out the cheerleaders when the batsmen appeared and simply swallowed.

I just watched in that state.

‘I saw a speedball and a splitter earlier, and I can't be in my head. In such situations, the body reacts to the body, not the head. ’

Lee Jin-yong throws a super-people changeover against the second batsman to create the ground ball in front of the showman in a heartbeat.

The scene of outputting the batsman to the first place.

“Out!”

At that time, the Death Ground was like a theater.

A theater where noise is only allowed to be seen without permission.

In addition, the film is a bloody horror movie.

Uh, why is it suddenly getting cold? ’

"Ugh, what's with the goosebumps? ’

Even now, as they went late into the night, the heat of the day sank even into the dungeon, and the audience began to feel a chill in it.

But Lee Jin-yong had no intention of ending this merciless massacre.

A war that only hurts hurts hurts someone deeper.

As Jin Yong advised, Lee was about to show the most ruthless violence he could show against the last batsman on the left.

“Revolver.”

I was about to empty the rest of the Revolver magazine.

“The day before planting.”

He intends to fire all of the bullets precisely where the batsman is deadly.

Boom!

The basket that was thrown in aims for a high course outside the strikezone of the batsman.

A ball that can never be touched by a batsman with a reasonable distance from the home plate.

A ball that cannot be touched by a batsman who has seen the batsman outside the beginning.

“Strike!”

As soon as he got the power strike from the ball, Lee Jin-yong had already prepared the next trigger.

“Revolver.”

Then I aimed.

“The day before planting.”

Body of the batsman and low course.

I threw the ball with power once again towards the course furthest from the postage I had just thrown.

Boom!

He could not swing the bat so easily this time.

“Strike!”

“Huh? Is this the str?”

The rider doesn't swing the bat once, but is stuck at the edge of the cliff just as his colleague did before.

‘Damn, this is crazy. ’

I was hoping you wouldn't notice.

‘This will be the end. We have to hit something. You have to kick the shit out of John. ’

The moment when the expectation that you could destroy Jin Yong today turns into despair in a flash.

At that moment, Lee Jin-yong became even more ruthless.

“Revolver.”

I reloaded the last of the ammunition and aimed straight at it.

“The day before planting.”

After that, it added.

“Rising Fastball. ”

To the batsman who stopped at the outside high ball and was struck by a low ball, he now throws a sinking fastball into the middle of the Strike Zone, which does not sink to the batsman who somehow tries to kick the ball that clearly enters the Zone in a panic.

Whoo-hoo!

So I got the last count from the batsman.

“Swing, strike. Ouch!”

12 Inning Lost!

But it was just a moment when victory and defeat were not achieved.

‘It's over.'

At that moment, Jin Yong naturally did not cheer.

And no one cheered.

In a match where there were no winners or losers, it was not cheering, but looking back at their wounds.

Jin-yong, well done.

That's why Kim Jin-ho approached Lee Jin-yong with a light smile.

No glory today.

I told him that it was scarred.

But today's experience will be a great asset to you in the future.

That said, Lee Jin-yong looked at Kim Jin-ho and smiled lightly.

It was then.

[You have lost the most exhausted matches in the game.]

Yeah? Yeah.

Huh?

Notifications from the baseball manager.

Lee Jin-yong has scored 19 of the 18 most deserted records in a single match, including an extension, not a regular inning.

And, of course, the baseball manager paid for the new record.

[You will receive a Diamond Wheel Pass.]

Oh, fuck!

“Wow, fuck. ”

The long game was over.

And the long first half of Korean pro baseball ended.

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