Chapter 18

Chapter 18. Spring Training (2)

It was already the middle of February, and two intrasquad games had been scheduled.

Just by looking at the lineup for the first game, it was possible to roughly understand what the manager had in mind for the season.

I was starting at third base, Kim Taeyoung sunbae was the designated hitter, and a backup player with poor defense had been placed at shortstop.

The manager was probably imagining a situation where I became the regular third baseman.

Putting Wattner on our side as the starting pitcher is probably for the same reason.

From what I had seen during Spring Training, Wattner was a typical pitch to contact pitcher.

That meant the results he produced could change drastically depending on the quality of the infield defense.

Judging by the weak keystone combination placed behind him, it looked like the manager wanted to test Wattner's mentality and ability to manage a game.

But is it really right to bring in a pitch to contact pitcher when your infield defense is weak?

Well, it was nothing new for the Hawks' foreign scouting team to have a poor batting average when it came to picking players.

For now, I could only accept it and move on.

In a similar way, Kang Hyunwoo, who had joined from the Giants, was also scheduled to pitch for our side.

And in this case, my ability was extremely important.

When you use a defensive shift against a left handed hitter, the third baseman has to move closer to the shortstop position.

If I showed poor defense over the next few games, the team would not be able to aggressively use shifts during the regular season.

Naturally, that would increase the burden on Kang Hyunwoo.

And if they failed to properly use a closer they had spent two billion won to sign, criticism would be unavoidable.

"Play!"

I was batting cleanup for the White Team.

I had wondered whether the manager might put me second, following the Major League trend of placing the team's strongest hitter in the number two spot.

But apparently that was still too much.

It would have been strange to immediately place a hitter who had not even played a real professional game in the number two spot.

Instead, the number two hitter was free agent signing Oh Seunggi, the center fielder.

He lacked a little power, but he was still a strong hitter.

He was definitely closer to a modern strong number two hitter than the traditional type.

He was an excellent bad ball hitter with strong contact skills, and he also knew how to work the count.

I think he usually hit around .300/.400/.400 every year.

In many ways, he probably fit better as a leadoff hitter than a number two hitter.

But besides Oh Seunggi, there was nobody else suitable for the second spot.

So the manager probably had no choice.

"Oliver, you good?"

"Fucking very good."

"...Good, good. You're basically Korean already. Very good."

Meanwhile, the Orange Team's starting pitcher was Oliver Evans.

Unless something unexpected happened, he would almost certainly start on Opening Day.

His maximum velocity of 152 km/h was a little lacking by American standards, but in Korea, it was more than enough to be called a power fastball.

Before my regression, I remembered him spending his first season with the Hawks, trying to return to the Major Leagues, and then disappearing somewhere along the way.

According to Gukyoung sunbae, as a classic right handed pitcher, he could throw a curveball, slider, and changeup.

And with that, the game began.

The White Team batted first.

"Out!"

Second baseman Kim Myeongsin, batting first, struck out on a high fastball.

Oh Seunggi lightly touched a fastball that drifted slightly over the middle and reached first base.

"Ball!"

"Ball!"

Taeyoung sunbae watched two pitches go by, then pulled hard on a fastball that came in to steal a strike.

CRAAACK!

The ball slammed into the left field fence for a double, allowing Oh Seunggi to score.

The score became 1 to 0.

Oliver wrinkled his nose.

Since this was his first real game situation, he probably wanted to show something good.

It seemed he was annoyed that things were not going the way he wanted.

Just as I was about to enter the batter's box, the coach stopped me as usual.

"Nahan. The hitting point. You know, right? Just trust your coach once."

"Yes, yes."

The fact that he was still giving me advice meant he had not given up yet.

It seemed I would need to have a serious conversation with him after the game.

At least the hitting coach was stubborn without being completely closed minded.

The manager also occasionally looked in our direction.

If the situation could not be solved naturally, he would probably step in.

I gave a vague answer and entered the batter's box.

"Oh, the factory manager is here."

"Yes, sunbae."

"Hey, he's still our Opening Day starter. Take it easy on him."

Choi Beomcheon, the starting catcher playing for the Orange Team, spoke to me.

Thanks to his friendly personality, he got along with almost everyone.

"Just watching your swing makes my knees shake. Our Oliver is a sensitive guy, so don't beat him up too badly, okay?"

"Of course."

Oliver nodded and threw the first pitch.

CRACK!

The first pitch went foul.

Since it was still winter, his velocity had not fully risen yet.

Even so, it felt like it was already around 145 km/h.

However, the actual quality of the pitch itself felt average.

In Korean baseball terms, he seemed around the level of a solid number three starter.

So that's why he couldn't make it back to the Majors.

With average Major League velocity and below average pitch quality, it would have been difficult to survive there.

There was probably a reason the Hawks did not re sign him either.

They likely wanted someone good enough to act as at least a number two starter.

The pitcher on the mound let out a deep breath.

"Strike!"

Whether it was luck or intentional, the fastball painted the low outside corner.

Since I knew his four seam fastball was not in great condition, I had expected him to avoid challenging me.

It was a surprising choice.

I briefly stepped out of the batter's box.

We had done live batting several times during camp.

Still, it had been a very long time since I played something this close to a real game.

I needed a little time to adjust.

Fortunately, all the steady training I had done since returning to the past did not seem to have been wasted.

I caught the slight rise of the ball as it left Oliver's hand.

The moment I saw it,

I unleashed a full swing.

CRAAAAACK!

"What the hell..."

"Wow."

I could hear the amazed reaction of Alex King, the Orange Team's right fielder, all the way from here.


[Breaking News, Kim Nahan Home Run]

└ Kyahahahaha, that's what I'm talking about~

└ That thing flew ridiculously far.

└ How far did that go?

└ Breaking News, Kim Nahan's home run ball found in Busan.

└ Nobody here was dumb enough not to buy Kim Nahan stock, right?

└ This bastard was posting nonstop hate about him until yesterday, lol.

└ Hehe;; lol;; sorry!

[What are you doing? Upload it.]

(Photo of General Manager Lee Yangcheol)

└ We worship you, GOAT of the draft....

└ My love, my light, my darkness. Me, and Lee Yangcheol.

└ Ninety nine percent of this place cursed Lee Yangcheol when he drafted Kim Nahan, and now public opinion flips after one home run, lol.

└ Nobody like that existed. Why are you making things up?

└ You guys are losing your minds over one home run, seriously, lol.

[Kim Nahan Wins 2024 Rookie of the Year]

, Wins Rookie of the Year and MVP after hitting 144 home runs in one season.

└ Hawks fans have finally lost their minds, lol.

└ This isn't even a regular season game, hahaha.

└ If he homered off Major League ace level Oliver, then 144 home runs is definitely possible.

└ You're really hyping up Oliver now? Even the legendary tank commander couldn't do that, lol. Have you finally lost all shame?

While the Hawks community burned,

the commentators broadcasting the game live on NewTube raised their voices.

"Kim Nahan drives Kim Taeyoung home with a home run!"

"Wow, this kid is really something. I'm already convinced."

"Convinced about what?"

"That he's going to win Rookie of the Year."

└ LOOOOOL, way too early.

└ But he really did hit that well.

└ By that logic, I, Choi Pilgyu, 36th generation descendant of the Gyeongju Choi clan, hit a home run in amateur baseball yesterday, so I can hit 144 in the Majors too.

"Choi Taemin, what did you think of that swing just now?"

At the commentators' question, Choi Taemin began speaking.

He was an infield utility player for the Hawks.

He had recently suffered a minor injury and was currently sitting out training.

Since he needed rest anyway, he had joined the intrasquad broadcast as both fan service and something to do.

"First of all, his power is completely natural."

"Right. Even from here, the launch angle looked ridiculous. Same with the exit velocity."

"And I think his eyes are really good too."

"His eyes?"

"Yes. It didn't look like he was hunting that pitch. Players with good eyes can recognize the unique rising movement of a curveball. I think that's what happened here."

"Is that difficult?"

Taemin shook his head at the question.

"It depends on the type of curveball. But Khan's curve doesn't look easy to recognize. At least from where we're sitting."

"So you're saying his pure dynamic vision is excellent."

"Exactly."

└ Taemin is right.

└ If it were easy, everybody would be homering off curveballs, lol.

└ If I stood there, I'm confident I'd strike out faster than anyone.

"Hopefully Oliver's mentality hasn't cracked."

"Since it's only an intrasquad game, he probably isn't putting too much meaning into it. And it's not like he got hit because he threw a bad pitch."

"And as we're saying that, strikeout."

"Fortunately, Oliver strikes out Kim Hyeongwook and finishes the inning cleanly. End of the inning. The White Team leads 3 to 0. We'll be back next inning. This is the Hawks Spring Training site in Okinawa."


You can learn a lot by actually playing together.

Not only about your own team,

but inevitably about the opposing side too.

The first thing I realized was that Taeyoung sunbae really was Taeyoung sunbae.

Does he use mind reading or something?

His physical ability had clearly declined.

But he compensated for it with ridiculous experience.

It felt like he was always thinking two steps ahead in the battle of wits against the opposing pitcher and catcher.

It was true that the pitchers were not yet fully conditioned, so the number of pitches they could properly use was limited.

Still, impressive was impressive.

Center fielder Oh Seunggi was also very good.

He seemed to be worrying a little about changing his playing style.

But his original ability was already excellent, so I thought he would eventually find his own path.

And Jeong Cheolmin played exactly as I expected.

"Ah, shit."

Minseok, playing first base for the Orange Team, dropped the ball.

Minseok's lack of flexibility was part of the problem.

But this time, the throw itself had clearly been poor.

To be fair, Jeong Cheolmin had needed to make a difficult backhand catch before throwing to first.

Still,

the throw was far too short.

His arm is weak.

Starting shortstop Park Hyeongchan also had a weak arm.

Jeong Cheolmin was the same.

"Sorry."

Since Cheolmin was still his senior, Minseok bowed his head.

Jeong Cheolmin's expression did not improve much.

[Success Probability: 63% → 65%]

What is this, auto hunting? The success probability goes up even when I do nothing.

I felt a little sorry for the Orange Team pitcher.

But every time Jeong Cheolmin showed something bad, my quest success probability rose slightly.

After that, the game proceeded relatively normally.

The pitchers threw short innings while checking their condition.

"Strike! Out!!"

"Ah, fuck, seriously."

There was one moment when Jeong Cheolmin struck out against a low leverage reliever and slammed his bat down, earning a sharp look from the manager.

But overall, the game remained calm.

I hit another double off Choi Ilhyun, a key member of the high leverage bullpen.

After that, I reached base on a walk.

CRACK!

"Third base!"

As expected, when Kang Hyunwoo entered the game, I shifted closer to the shortstop position.

I finished the game there without making any errors.

[Success Probability: 71%]

My success probability had already reached 71 percent.

It was the result of combining Jeong Cheolmin's horror show with my own performance.

CRACK!

I jumped and caught the final batter's line drive.

The game ended.

"Good work!"

And just like that,

the first intrasquad game came to an end.


"Deputy Manager, did you watch the intrasquad game?"

"Of course."

"You must've been happy. You're a Kim Nahan fan."

Minseong grinned.

He knew the username Musin used on the fan café.

"Ahem. It's only an intrasquad game."

"The corners of your mouth are practically touching your ears."

Just as Minseong said,

Musin was extremely excited.

"Even I got goosebumps when he hit that home run off the foreign pitcher. His defense was flawless too."

"Ahem. The foreign pitcher's body clearly wasn't ready yet. He was throwing garbage."

"Come on. Good is still good."

"Well, he did hit pretty well."

"You really are Kim Nahan's number one fan. The second I praise him, you start smiling."

The Hawks eventually completed both of their intrasquad games.

In the second game, Nahan also hit a home run off James Wattner.

<Kim Taeyoung as Designated Hitter? Hawks Dreaming a Happy Dream>

<The Rookie Rebellion, Will Kim Nahan and Park Gyumin Make the Opening Day Roster?>

<Did the Lions and Hawks Win the Draft?>

Besides Nahan, who had been showing excellent form, the other rookies had also made a strong impression on the fans.

Kang Hyunwoo had also looked stable in both of his appearances.

Naturally, the expectations of the two Hawks fans were now extremely high.

"Once the season starts, I'm immediately buying a Kim Nahan jersey. And I'm definitely getting his autograph too."

"I already bought the jersey."

Minseong's eyes widened at Musin's answer.

"Already? You're really fast. As expected of KimNahanDaddy."

"This is nothing. I already have his autograph too."

This time, Minseong's mouth fell open.

"Wait, how did you get his autograph?"

"There are ways."

Musin chuckled.

Since it might place unnecessary pressure on Nahan,

he planned to keep the fact that Nahan was his son secret for now.

"All right! Everyone, let's go eat lunch!"

"Oh, it's already that late. Let's go eat."

Minseong had absolutely no idea that Musin was Nahan's real father.

Nahan did not look especially similar to Musin.

And it would be ridiculous to assume someone was actually Kim Nahan's father just because his username was "KimNahanDaddy."

Minseong simply thought he was a slightly unusual fan.

As Musin quickly walked away, Minseong shouted after him.

"Wait, Deputy Manager! Get me an autograph too!"

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