Chapter 215: Blessing

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"By the way, in the current situation in Japan, will it be very troublesome in the future with the major leagues?"
Shen Yuan raised her eyebrows: "How is it possible, that is for the players after graduating from high school. Those who go out to study in junior high school are not counted."
"But such a player, the start will be relatively low as soon as he enters the United States?"
"It can't be said that international players and local players are actually the same in some ways,"
Hildo, who was only silently listening to people bragging, was puzzled and inserted a curious sentence: "Which aspect?"
"A certain level of roast chicken."
"What does this say?"
"Well, do n’t you sign that player development contract between the minor leagues and the major leagues? In addition to the main players, in fact, serious training, unless you work hard or the team has special care, you can raise it well. The minor leagues are only responsible for their own teams, "
"Yes, but what does this have to do with the players?"
Shen Yuan grunted: "Of course it does, do you know that the draft round is related to the odds of going to the major leagues?"
Everyone comes from the draft. Hildo is a second-generation player. Of course, he has his own understanding of these. There are dozens of rounds in the major league draft, but how many can really make it to the major league? The competitiveness is too great: "After the fourth round?"
Shen Yuan stared. Should I say that fortunately they are not here? Otherwise, it will affect people's enthusiasm, and their signing fee may not be high enough to be stable. Well, Hildo is not completely wrong: "The fourth round is a cut point. The chances of players selected before the fourth round will be in the major leagues in the future, but there is one here. The point is that the players who have entered the major leagues after the tenth round ... are rare! It is a low probability of not even reaching one percent. "
Hilld hissed. Although he knew the odds were low, he didn't expect it to be so low: "Why do you want to choose dozens of people? It's better than fewer people, but also pay more per capita."
Shen Yuan was stunned for a while. Hildo's casual sentence was exactly the same as the prediction. In the future, the major leagues will indeed cut a bunch of small league teams in a ruthless ~
Cough ~ Of course, I can't say at this time: "Baseball is a small game for groups. If there are few people, where can you play it? More people can also be used as nourishment for sparring."
This is not good, but it is indeed true. Even Madden only sighed slightly.
The professional baseball is so cruel, a bunch of players sparring for those promising "geniuses" in the previous rounds of the draft ~
Hildo said with a black face: "It might as well cut some teams."
Shen Yuan: (⊙_⊙)? Is it true to kiss you again? ! "Cough ~ It's not realistic to cut the team at this stage. Minor League is the focus of developing local fans. Let's go slowly ~ Everyone has the right to dream, who would not want to be the rare one percent? ?Right?"
"Go on the court ~"
...
Shen Yuan gave a secret code to the pitcher on the field ~
Carlos nodded and his inner angle was high! Roger that!
The high inner angle is actually the most difficult entry point for the fighters to exert their power! After all, it does not meet the point of force applied by the human body.
Carlos rubbed his hands on his pants, keeping them as dry as possible! After a few more sighs, he gradually relaxed his body and concentrated on dealing with the beater.
Come! Do n’t ask for strikeouts, but ask for swing!
The four-finger bent bow played the ultimate slant and stuck the suture hidden in the glove. Carlos narrowed his eyes, and he didn't bother to pretend to make a small gesture in the glove like a bunch of pitchers. !
Well, he would n’t actually be quick to point fingers.
Just staring at the non-existent ball, lifting the legs high ...
"Pong!"
point! ! !
Gee! Shen Yuan was almost mad at the Japanese team from time to time! For the first time in two lives, I saw so many short hits in the same game! It's really enough!
The ball landed on the ground between home base and pitcher mound and bounced!
Greer, who was already advancing, took a step back and waited for one of the arrests to be dealt with and came to block it!
The ball is not high, the pitcher has practiced for thousands of times.
Carlos also responded quickly, and when he came down, he came to a freehand biography.
There is no problem with movements, and even judgment is accurate!
But Shen Yuan looked a little weird. Did he repeat it when facing Xiaomin just before this scene? ...
Should we slip next?
... Carlos slipped again ...
There was a noise in the auditorium, only Carlos sat directly on the ground, but still passed the ball out, but he couldn't help laughing at the spot!
What the hell! Handle the ball twice in one game and slip both times? Did you wear the wrong shoes today? Would you like to grind your shoes with elk bones when you go back up? (One of the analysis of the superstition of players: the bones of beast animals can be blessed)
"Snapped!"
Greer is still reliable, with his legs outstretched to catch the ball that is slightly crooked!
Before that, Kurashichi would step over the base bag, and his arms pulled straight toward the front. He knew that the moment he stepped on the base bag was faster than the sound of the ball entering the glove!
"SAFE!"
First base open your arms!
The stadium immediately boiled!
Go to base!
The raid is successful!
The game was too sullen, the players had difficulty getting on base, and the thieves who were good at it were also arrested to contain it. Finally, there was such a situation in the first half of the eight innings.
But for Carlos it is very uncomfortable! Originally planned to face the first hitter and quickly won, but they simply went to the base? Was it because he slipped?
That's enough!
Kurachi was really happy. He took off the blow helmet and adjusted his hair before putting it back on again! what! Lose your own tutorial fast!
At the same time, the atmosphere in the Japanese team's lounge was slightly warmer, and Yuki took a picture of the guardrail: "In the end, it's a cheetah! The next great little piece is also a quick leg, and the base is a stubborn position. Now. "
Hong Xiang had no excited expression, only stared at Shen Yuan and said, "This is not necessarily ~"
"How to say?"
"Have you heard of poptime?"
Of course, Yuki had never heard of this, and the equipment of the American professional was only available for more than a year. There was no contact with Japan at all. Naturally, the players could not know: "What is this?"
Right boxing in the hometown hit the left palm: "The ball into the glove, pop!" Another action of throwing the ball: "Stop. The time in this process is the so-called poptime, which is used specifically to count catchers over there. data."
Yu Xing puzzled: "Why start counting after the ball is in the glove?"
"I don't quite know what the catcher is, but you can ask Yuanyuan after the game. He has said a little vaguely to me before. I didn't remember the details."
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