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Texas Raiders lose consecutively!

They were unable to get closer to the championship victory today as well.

Oh man... what are the guys up there doing?

Hey, Junior!

The coach is calling for you!

I'm being introduced (to the Majors)?!

That's right.

Originally the arrangement was...

that you'd be introduced to the Majors after the Minor season was over, but...

It seems like the Raiders' third baseman has been added to the accident/break-down list.

Well, we'll be severly damaged to lose you from the team...

but if the upper guys are having an emergency, it can't be helped.

Take the first flight to Texas tomorrow morning...

Wait a minute!

This playoff...

Since we lost the first game, we're at a disadvantage!

I can't just ignore that and go to the Majors...

It's an order from the higher ups. You have no veto/ aren't allowed to decline.

I know you're burning for your duel with that japanese pitcher...

But he injured his hand during the match today.

He won't be able to pitch any more in this series.

Got it?

A great man

Old man!

Oh, Shigeno!

How is your hand?

They said there's no abnormality with my bones.

If I wait 2~3 days, I'll be able to pitch again.

Eh?! You... you're planning to pitch?

Naturally.

Bats' first victory is on the line.

You think I can go rest with just a minor injury like this?

Also...

My duel with him...

isn't over yet.

What nonsense are you talking?!

You injured your LEFT hand, you know!

Your real challenge is after you've risen to the Majors!

What in the world are you thinking?

The Texas Raiders, the situation still the same...

is replacing the Third, who got injured today, Morries.

From their daughter team, the Oklahoma Falcons,

they've decided to bring in Joe Gibson Jr. as emergency aid.

Gibson Jr. is the son of Titans' Ace Joe Gibson,

And he's also the number one rookie from the entire American draft.

In this season he's had a batting average of 382,

made 48 homeruns...

And he's greatly contributed to the Falcons' district victory...

so the brains of the Raiders are expecting great things from him now.

Out!

Gibson Jr. messes up the chance they had again.

After entering the Majors, he still hasn't had a hit.

Maybe this is what they call the Major baptising?

The Raiders has lost five times in a row now.

Still needing 3 wins to win the championship, they are still in the same situation.

And you call yourself Gibson's son?!

Look at the ball, are you listening?!

Quit!

Geez, this is the number 1 drafted rookie?

I know you can't always live up to your reputation, but this?

Maybe you came to the Majors too quickly?

Hey.

Jackson.

Don't let it get to you.

Almost noone gets it right straight away.

Also, you're the second generation great rookie, of course you'll have a lot of pressure on you.

But, your hitting isn't bad.

If you just concentrate on your batting without stress, you'll get good results soon.

See ya, rookie.

Next we'll announce the result of the third match of the Triple A championship that was held today.

It was 1-1 in matches before this third match started.

Both starting pitchers Bats' Shiibaa and Falcons' Albina pitched strongly,

and it was 0-0 until the middle of the game.

The equilibrium was broken in the 7th inning.

The Bats got a headstart with Sanders' two runs.

The Falcons managed to take 1 point back in the second half of the 8th inning,

and then they still had a great chance with one out and all bases loaded.

Here the Bats surprisingly fielded their closer Shigeno, who had injured his hand in the first game.

Shigeno shut down the rest of the batters skillfully,

and the Bats won the match with 2-1.

The match standing is now 2-1 to the Bats.

I see.

So he really wasn't...

the type of person who would retire after something like that!

Now hitting number 4: Joe Gibson Jr.!

Now hitting number 4: Joe Gibson Jr.!

Bring in a pinch hitter!

He can't hit anything at all, he can't be expected to do anything!

Go back to the Triple A and go train!

Well done, Junior! Headstart homerun!

I've waited on this, Junior!

If we just win...

for awhile, it'll only be unimportant matches left.

In that case, let's hurry and just win this!

Just you wait, Honda Jr.!

Even if I must fall down to the Minors...

I'll take my revenge on you for certain!

His second homerun today...

Plus, in two matches in a row...!

Safe!

Damnit!

Boss, we have to use Shigeno here!

We've lost three times, this will be over if we lose!

Pitcher, Shigeno!

Tch, him again...

A troublesome guy has appeared on the field...

You know, Shigeno?

You're not in your best condition yet...

so take it easy.

But even if I say so, it's useless.

You know it by now, old man!

Let's hurry up and finish this!

Yeah!

Play!

Strike!

Struck out!

Game set!

We did it!

Now we're 3-3!

If we just win tomorrow, we've won the championship!

Out!

Out!

They did it, the Raiders win!

They've won the whole district championship!

Hey, Gibson!

What are you doing at such a time as this?

Hurry up and come!

I'm sorry, Jackson. I've got something I need to do.

Something to do?

Wait a minute! What do you mean?

You're saying that you've got something more important to do than to celebrate the victory together with your teammates?!

I still have things left to do in the Minors.

Tell the coach that I'll be absent from tomorrow's match.

I'll be back the day after.

Clink! He hit it!

But it's a grounder straight in front of the Second, and it's double play!

Sanders has no hits in his four times at-bats in this decisive game, he only slows the team down!

Hey, don't give me bad luck!

Tomorrow, my son is coming from Boston.

I can't show him such an ugly performance.

We won't lose.

Tomorrow we'll definitely win, and with that, the whole championship.

With both you and me...

playing big roles in the match.

Yeah.

We'll definitely win!

Why is he here?

Oh yeah, I heard that the Raiders won the district championship yesterday.

So you mean that he purposefully fell back to the Minors to beat us?

What's the meaning with this?

Are you that fussed about winning over us?

No matter...

I'll just take you down instead!

Play ball!

Now, finally it's last game of the season.

The score is 3-3 between the Bats and the Falcons, and this match where they'll decide who's top dog has begun!

Who will be the winner of this match, and grasp the glory of the championship trophy?

Is there any tickets left?

Huh?

No, no.

When you're coming this late, you can't get in.

Even the stands are full.

I see.

In that case...

sorry, but could you please contact the person responsible?

Huh?

Calling the responsible person, what are you think...

Y-you!

Now hitting number 1:

Joe Gibson Jr.!!

Junior! We're counting on you!

Hit a big one!

No outs, and a runner on first...

But we can't overstrain ourselves.

At worst, we'll walk him.

Too bad!

He did it!

Two runs headstart!

Hurry up and dissappear.

You're not the one I want to duel with.

I hate this!

I hate this!

I guess I'll get going soon.

Hey, Shigeno!

I'm counting on you to give me the sign before the match is destroyed.

He did it, Mister Gibson.

Your son made an excellent homerun.

But still, to have a big star as yourself here in a Minor stadium makes me very proud.

Also, your son...

showed great results to you right away.

He's got enough qualities to be a star for sure.

You've gotten big...

Honda Goro.

Hey, Gibson!

I've been told that your father...

is in the Gondola seat.

Struck out!

Why is my old man in such a place?

He's never come...

to see my games even once before...

why did he come to this match?

It's him!

There's no mistake!

My old man didn't come for me...

but to watch him!

To watch the son of Honda Shigeharu...

who tore our family apart!

Sorry.

I have to pitch HERE in Japan.

For the Japanese fans...

and also, for Honda Jr.'s sake too.

Out!

Since that time...

my old man never looked at me again.

My father upheld his baseball life because of...

the heavy cross he had to carry after killing Honda Shigeharu...

and to guide and watch over Honda's son...

and only him!

Mister Gibson.

The preparations for the VIP room is complete, so please come this way.

Thanks.

Junior.

It's been a long time, father.

Did you see my splendid homerun?

Sorry, but could you leave us alone for a bit?

Ah, yes, sir.

Then, I'll wait by the VIP room.

Yeah, I saw it.

It was a high ball that was clearly a failed pitch.

To someone like you who is already a Major leaguer...

it's not a ball you'd fail to hit.

Hmpf. Well of course.

Of course you wouldn't care about what I do or don't at this late hour.

The one you came here to watch today...

was not me, your son, but rather...

the only child...

of the Japanese player you killed, right?

That's right.

While touring with the Titans' Centries race...

I thought I'd stretch my legs and go see how Goro's doing.

Naturally...

I've watched over him and his actions...

all the time since he came to America.

I've got an obligation to watch over him, after all.

Is there a problem with that?

I-I see.

I guess your pleased then.

Seeing your favorite coming all the way up here.

But...

I'm not going to let it go as you please.

We made a bet, you see.

If I hit a homerun of his pitch...

He'll leave America!

Be sure to watch it carefully!

As your treasured favorite gets beaten down by me...

and has to give up his dream of being in the Majors!

You can't hit Goro's pitch.

What...!?

I'll restate it:

You can't hit Goro's pitch as you are right now.

Neither in a technical way...

nor spiritual.

You're saying that I can't hit his pitch? You bastard.

Is it that fun...

to favor him over your own son?

It's not favoritism.

It's just the objective reality.

And also...

I know you're not thinking of me as your father, and that's up to you...

But to me, I have only one son.

If you've got time with stupid things such as jealousy...

You should think out a plan to be able to hit Goro's pitch instead.

Even if he's pitching at 100mph...

To be struck out without even grazing a single pitch is disgraceful.

Since your times in the Little...

You've been extremely strong against fastballs when you're batting in the left batter's box.

Little?

What do you mean with "Little"?

You never went and saw my matches!

Just watch!

I'll dispel him...

from this country!

Ball!

Boss!

I-I'm counting on you, Shiba!

Just hold out one more inning!

Do your best!

Ball!

Four ball!

Boss!

Shiba is at his limit!

And also, if we let them get any larger points lead...

Pitcher Shigeno!

At last it's my turn, I'm tired of waiting.

Finally!

Go, Goro!

Crush those lowly Falcons!

Huh?

What a great booing...

Well, the Falcons are being completly shut down by Shigeno after all.

We're counting on you, Shigeno.

We've only got you left.

Leave it to me.

It's only the fourth inning, a third of the match.

I'll blow this booing away with full throttle!

Now hitting number 1:

Joe Gibson Jr.!!

I'll restate it:

You can't hit Goro's pitch as you are right now.

Neither in a technical way...

nor spiritual.

Come on.

Your 100 miles fastball...

I'll beat it!

Shigeno... I know you're fussed about your duel with him...

But at this time we have to make sure that we put him down!

Strike!

Alright!

Strike!

Okay, we cornered him!

Both balls were controlled 90 mph pitches...

Shigeno.

Next go for an inside corner.

We'll get him with this one!

Foul!

We're saved...

Why?

Why aren't you pitching THAT pitch?

That pitch...

that struck me out!

Foul!

It can't be that he...

made a foul on purpose...?

I don't know what he's trying to do, but...

The important thing right now is...

that you don't make your course wrong.

Don't you understand yet?

You can't bring me down...

with this kind of pitch!

Out!

You did it!

But of course!

But it was a perfect hit!

We're saved!

Nice catch!

Yeah...

The match against the Falcons with the championship on the line...

is finally at the endgame!

Please watch, Gibson...

my growth!

Next on Major:

A real rival

Run towards the stage of your dreams!

A real rival