'Mamoru Sugimoto… It looks like he's truly taken over the ace position.' Ken thought fondly. While they had had their run-ins in the past, the two had left on good terms.
In fact, Ken felt that Mamoru's pitching was similar to his own, though he lacked the same raw power.
"Play ball!"
The stadium erupted into cheers as the umpire called for the start of the game. In an instant, the atmosphere turned crazy with cheering squads going all out and chanting their team's name.
Ken was overcome with a wave of nostalgia, bringing a bittersweet feeling with it. He knew that he missed Japan, but it wasn't until this moment he realized just how homesick he was.
If he were to compare the WWBA Tournament atmosphere to this right now, there would be absolutely no question of which was more electric. He subconsciously clenched his fists, an overwhelming urge gripping him tightly.
'I want to play…'