Became the Problem Child of MLB - Chapter 240



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Episode 240: Problematic Typing (8)

The interviews between Hanjei and director Sean Tilleherty, although different in content, ultimately had the same message.

The Cubs’ recent surge was no fluke, and it was a sign of confidence that they were strong enough to become a long-term force. It was a warning to those who said the Cubs’ golden age was not far off, while at the same time it was proof that the team was in perfect sync.

But unlike the National League, where the Cubs continued to dominate, the American League never had a clear hegemony to begin with.

The Red Sox and Yankees, who met on the single-plank bridge called the Championship Series, proved this. As the most famous rivalry in MLB, the match continued with unpredictable results and became more and more heated.

The highlight was Game 7 of the Championship Series at Yankee Stadium. The series score was 3 to 3. It was the day when the winner of the long fight was decided, and for some, the season would end on this day.

-Yankees and Red Sox, Red Sox and Yankees. These two teams are finally on the edge of a cliff. Drew Halladay and Ben Roeber are warming up. It’s a signal that the aces of both teams will end the series. But today, there will definitely be a winner and a loser. The winning team will get a ticket to Chicago!

Victor Arouswell habitually fiddled with his ring case as he listened to the narrator.

It was something he had kept within arm’s reach since he received it from a friend last summer. Victor Araswell pretended not to notice that he had been reaching for this cheap ring case more and more since the postseason began, and that it brought him peace of mind every time he did.

“It’s a mess.”

Victor Araswell cleared his throat and cleared his throat. He seemed a little embarrassed. The anxiety deep in his chest, the slight sense of defeat that he was going to have to entrust someone else with the task.

On the one hand, it was awkward. The target was a young kid who was at least 20 years older than me. And the fact that he was taking the position of team leader was just strange.

But anyway, time passes. Whether you feel awkward, awkward, or unfamiliar, your time is coming to an end, and one day you will only be remembered by your fans. That wasn’t scary. It was something everyone went through.

However, I felt such greed. I wanted to put a ring that fit my worn-out case perfectly. I didn’t need other expensive rings. This was a place reserved for just one ring.

-A cross between the shortstop and second baseman… …! Oh, wait! Shortstop Josh Holden cleanly handles this hit and gets the out! The Red Sox aren’t going to give this game away!

-If this happens, the outcome of the match becomes unclear once again. It’s as if the goddess of fate is playing a trick on me!

“What is the goddess of fate?”

Victor Araswell, who had laughed, sat up. What about God? Even if God existed, he had never received help from him. The answer was always simple: trust yourself and your fellows.

And once you give your trust, you have to see it through to the end, whether you die or become food. Victor Aroswell moved his hunched body around. He imagined himself playing in the World Series.

* * *

After beating the Giants in Game 5 of the Championship Series, there were four days until Game 1 of the World Series.

Four days off in the middle of a season is a long time, especially for a pitcher like me who plays every day.

During this period, various problems can arise in the team. Waiting for a long time without a decided opponent means that it is difficult to do customized training, and it is not at all strange that the sense of actual match is lost.

So when the World Series opponent was finally decided, it was only natural that our fans reacted just as passionately as they did.

[ALCS Winners: Red Sox! After a close game in Game 7, they grab the last ticket to the World Series!]

[Cubs vs. Red Sox. The first World Series matchup since 1918!]

[The Yankees unfortunately lost in the 7th CS game, and their tired bullpen was a variable.]

[Following the Yankees, the Red Sox and Cubs’ journey to lift the World Series trophy.]

[Will ’40-year-old veteran’ Victor Arouswell be able to wear a WS championship ring?]

[Preview of 2032 WS, expected to be a box office hit!]

[‘THE WAR HAS BEGUN’ The war has already begun. A cheering battle that colored downtown Boston and Chicago.]

As soon as I clicked on the article, what I saw were cheering flags fluttering in every house. Flags with the logos of the Red Sox and Cubs as big as a door were fluttering in the wind… um.

-Yankee: Does that make sense?

-Yankee: The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

-Yankee: You can fry one in the outfield, but you hit a double play there?

-Yankee: You need to shave your head and do some ascetic training under a waterfall to come to your senses;;;

-Yankee: Youngest, you should know that you are really lucky.

-Yankee: I’ll let you off just this once.

My phone was on fire right after the game ended because some angry Yankees fan was busy venting his emotions without any reason.

-Me: Okay

-Yankee: Ah

-Yankee: If only Walsh could go up, we can catch the Cubs.

-Me: That’s a bit… … .

-Me: We couldn’t even beat the Red Sox haha

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After sending the reply, I just turned off my smartphone. The baseball fans who didn’t respond are probably making a fuss, but I don’t have time to worry about that right now. There’s not much time left until the next game. It’s time to slowly get my body ready for the game.

Start with running. Run lightly for 2 minutes and walk for 30 seconds. Repeat.

On the field, the body reacts faster than the mind, but in training, this is not the case. Every action must have a reason, and the body must move after thinking with the head.

It’s not just about reducing the risk of injury. You have to use your head to do any training properly.

For example, the player himself, rather than anyone else, should be able to explain why today’s hitting drill was not as easy as he had hoped, or why his hamstring behind his knee was less relaxed when he received the fungo.

That’s what I think a professional athlete is. I honestly don’t care much about what other people think. I think you have to be an expert in the body you handle, and the person who quickly finds the mechanism that suits their body has the upper hand.

“Phew.”

After running, I do intense weight training. I lift weights while feeling the lactic acid rising from my body. Sometimes, my colleagues tell me that I am too tired and that I should trust the trainer and team doctor, but I just listen to them and let it go.

The result was the MLB’s all-time home run, OPS, and WAR leader, so, well, isn’t that enough? Now, all that’s left is to lift the World Series trophy.

Honestly, I think it’s possible for the current Cubs. The team has changed in every way since last year, and objectively speaking, there’s nothing lacking in either pitching or hitting. Overall, building a well-organized team is more difficult than having two or three star players.

And at this point, I am the star player on our team. We have great players like Andy and Victor, but people have higher expectations for me than I can imagine.

I don’t think the team’s fate depends solely on me, as they say. But I can’t deny that whenever I’m active and running around the field, the fans end up smiling a lot.

Taaaaaah!

Taaaaaaaah-!

So, I constantly tortured my body within the time and physical strength allowed to me. I led myself into the realm of the unconscious.

Minimize the gap of time that inevitably exists between thinking and acting. Block all other senses and force the body into a vacuum. Repeat training to derive one answer. And after training, go back to the beginning again.

At the end of the process, there is only one sentence that I habitually repeat.

“They’re all dead.”

* * *

Red Sox vs. Cubs.

Cubs vs. Red Sox.

It would not have been surprising if either team won the World Series, and it was a match that would have pleased the Major League Baseball office, which pays close attention to the league’s popularity. In the Internet community, a war of words was already taking place between the Cubs and Red Sox fans, and the players of both teams were busy with the final preparations for the game.

Meanwhile, the Cubs had a problem.

On a day when the Red Sox had a team meeting about pitching and overall game management, Casey Martinez spoke cautiously in a conference room set up on one side of the clubhouse.

“You know, these days, the idiots are a bit… idiot-like, aren’t they?”

Even though I was wondering what he meant, there was no better way to express the current situation.

‘There’s something strange about Han Jae-yi.’

This was something that all the Cubs players who had been watching Han Je-yi for two years had clearly felt, and it was also something that made them feel needlessly anxious ahead of an important game.

“Well said. Is that guy doing okay these days?”

“It was clear that we were having a conversation, but it seemed like he was looking somewhere else. His mind was absent, and his body was just wandering around.”

And as soon as Casey opened his mouth, the other players started to chime in. Everyone was curious about where this sense of foreboding was coming from, so the rumors quickly grew like a snowball.

They say he’s in a slump, or that there’s a problem at home, or that the answer is definitely a woman’s problem.

“Victor, do you know anything?”

“Am I that kid’s nanny? He asks me all sorts of questions.”

Victor Arraswell answered the players’ questions with annoyance. He thought they were useless worries. Victor, who had been clicking his tongue while looking at the players, opened his mouth.

“You don’t know that even though you see the trash like that?”

“What?”

“That kid is ‘concentrating’ right now.”

“…….”

The players were left speechless as Victor Arouswell bent and straightened two fingers.

Focus? If that’s true, does that mean he wasn’t 100% focused during the regular season? And he still hit seventy home runs?

While the players were silently shocked, Han Je-yi came into the conference room and sat in the back row, his eyes shining.

“The more I look at him, the more unlucky he is…….”

Casey Martinez shook her head at the sight. Then, when she made eye contact with Hanjei, she smiled awkwardly and gave him a thumbs up.

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