Chapitre 642: Finals Begin (2)

As for Daichi… It was best if he didn't think about that guy. When it came to natural talent and reflexes, Daichi was just leagues above anyone that he'd met in the same age bracket.

"Batting 1st, Short Stop, Nico." The announcers pleasant voice called out over the speakers.

"Oh? They're announcing us in this game?" Ken muttered in surprise.

"Makes sense I guess. Since there aren't any other games going on right now." Steve replied matter-of-factly.

The two watched the field as the right-handed pitcher warmed up. He was a little shorter than Ken, but his frame was filled out more.

"Someone check that guy's birth certificate…" Steve remarked.

"Yeah, are we sure he's still in High School?" Ken added. The guy's build reminded him of Makoto, but he was at least a head taller than the guy.

"Heh, maybe he got held back a couple of years?" 

Ken shook his head, "Impossible. This is an 18 and under tournament."