"Thank you coach."
The older man's deep voice drifted over the field. It resonated in the ears of those who heard it, grabbing their attention.
"I am Coach Takashi. I've looked after the Japan Team for over 25 years. Together, we've won silver at the Olympics, and many podium finishes in the world cup."
As the coach introduced himself, he began to pace with his hands behind his back. His gait was steady as his gaze moved through the players assembled on the field.
"However… I'm tired of training those fools who won't listen." He said with a scowl, directed at no one in particular.
"What I need are soldiers who will execute orders, not civilians who make up excuses."
Ken raised an eyebrow in question, he wasn't expecting such an attitude from the legendary coach. It was almost like he was a drill sergeant in the military, not a renowned figure in the baseball circle.