Chapter 157 Failure
The game is more intense than expected. Cricket is not just a sport of physical strength.
So it seems that the powerful men's team is easier to deal with than Zhang Wei imagined. Perhaps they did have some contempt at the beginning, which led to mistakes in receiving the ball.
Even the audience seats, which were very cheerful at the beginning, gradually became quiet, and the faces of the male team members who came on the field began to become serious.
Dalal drew the defense in the opening over, and in the first innings she arranged herself and Jenny to defend, with herself as the first bowler.
It can be said that her batting ability is not as good as Zhang Wei in terms of flexibility, but Zhang Wei is not as good as her in pitching power and explosiveness.
Dalal's strategy was to shock them right from the start, disrupt the men's team's rhythm and bring down their morale.
It has to be said that her approach really worked. When she bowled the first ball, her movements were so quick and swift that the opposing batsmen had no time to react at all. Dalal directly hit the wicket and scored, making a good start.
That is to say, one of their batsmen was eliminated in the first ball. If the first ball was considered a mistake by the men's team, the men's team's batsman took the second ball seriously. Unfortunately, he underestimated Dalal's strength. Although the ball was caught, it only bounced three or four meters and was quickly caught by Zhang Wei, who hit the three-wicket post and scored another point.
At this time, the boys in the audience could already hear the angry roars:
"What are you doing?! Trash!"
"If you can't do it, just admit defeat! There's no shame in losing to a girl!"
Suddenly, the subsequent members of the men's team were under great pressure and gradually gained some points, but their morale was no longer high?
When it came to the transition from offense to defense in the second inning, Dalal continued with his previous strategy, letting Zhang Wei be the first batter, striving to knock them down again at the start.
Dalal hoped that Zhang Wei could score all three goals, which put some pressure on Zhang Wei. After all, she had never played against male opponents and did not know their pitching habits.
I don’t know what the men’s team was thinking. After seeing Zhang Wei being the first to appear, they gathered together to discuss. Zhang Wei frowned as he looked at the gazes that kept coming at him.
Why are these boys so fussy? One boy was called back halfway through running and was booed wildly by the students in the stands.
That boy was Art. Zhang Wei initially wondered if Art only looked small and thin, or if he was actually a good fighter.
Unexpectedly, he was called back and replaced by a big boy.
This time Zhang Wei stood further forward, so that her reaction range for swinging the racket would be larger, and she held the racket tightly with both hands to prevent the opponent's force from being too strong and the ball from falling off the racket.
As she expected, the opposing pitcher's speed was not very fast and the angle was not tricky. She thought that this ball would be difficult to catch.
She planted her feet firmly on the ground and swung with all her strength. With a "snap", the ball and the board collided with a dull sound.
Zhang Wei could feel an extremely strong force. Although she was prepared, she was still surprised by the force. She had already swung with the greatest possible force, but the ball was only hit about ten meters away.
Fortunately, the surrounding defense did not seem to react immediately. Zhang Wei quickly ran to the opposite side and completed the switch before the boy picked up the ball, temporarily scoring a point.
"Wow! She looks so small, she can actually catch Johnson's ball."
"She used to be number one in the outdoor practice project. I've seen her, and she's really good."
"Yes, Namiel Wilson's sister, Vera Wilson, the first outstanding student of the girls' school."
Someone was about to say something unpleasant, but immediately shut up when he heard another name.
Zhang Wei is not having an easy time. Her arms are a little numb from playing just now. There are still two balls left, so she has to think of a way.
If they receive the ball directly from the front, they won't be as lucky the second time as the first time. It will be easy for the defense to catch the ball at a distance of about ten meters, and they will definitely be more careful the second time.
So the second time she stood a little further forward, trying to make the contact point between the ball and the racket above the racket, which would save more energy and help her hit the ball in the right direction. She chose Art's position, as he had his head down and didn't look like he was concentrating.
After Zhang Wei adjusted his position for the second ball, the feeling of swinging the racket was much better than the first time. The ball could fly at least fifteen meters. When Zhang Wei ran to the opposite side again at the moment the ball was hit, a loud shout was heard.
Zhang Wei was so focused on putting the paddle in the designated position to score that she looked towards the opposite side and found a circle of people surrounding the direction where she was hitting the ball.
She looked at her teammate opposite. She waved her hands for no apparent reason, or someone made room for her. Then she saw Art half lying on the ground with his trouser legs rolled up.
It turned out that Zhang Wei's aim was too accurate and hit Art's ankle. He screamed "Ah" and fell to the ground.
Dalal seemed particularly happy and ran over to comfort her:
"It's okay, just a normal game accident. Don't worry, you gave us a sigh of relief!"
"Looks like I have to do the same as you and practice catching the ball at least two hundred times every training session, so I can hit it as accurately as you!"
Zhang Wei said helplessly, "I really didn't mean it."
Dalal gave her a playful look and said, "I know you really didn't mean it. I will tell the referee this."
Zhang Wei: I did it on purpose, but I really didn't mean to hit his ankle. Who knew a boy would be so vulnerable to being hit...
This game accident caused the male defenders to worry about being hit when Zhang Wei received the third ball. After all, Art's ankle was indeed swollen.
The bowler was also worried that his power would be too great and the ball would hit his teammates, so the third ball was easily scored by Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei completed her task and breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, she decided to go to the men's team to apologize to Art, after all, they knew each other.
Zhang Wei walked to the men's team's rest area and was about to ask the boys who were taking a break where Art had gone. If he was nearby, she would go over.
"Why are you looking for him?" The boys kept looking at her as if she had three heads and six arms as she walked past.
"Tell him I'm sorry"
"It's okay, he won't mind." They acted as if they could control Art, and then asked her, "Are all the people in your family good at fighting?"
"Maybe." Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of him, Zhang Wei turned and left, planning to talk to Namir later and ask him to apologize on his behalf.
Maybe the boys finally burst out with some fighting spirit and won with a one-point advantage in the last ball.
All the male team members breathed a sigh of relief, but the students watching in the audience had almost left.
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