Ch 2
1 episode. I see ghosts (1).
One.
It is said that there are three major hurdles for those who dream of becoming a professional baseball player.
Talent, injury and money.
Most aspiring professional baseball players can’t get past these three hurdles and give up their pros.
“No, Father.”
– Wow?
“I only send gloves, spikes, and a few balls, so what kind of luggage are you sending?”
Jinyong Lee.
He was also one of the common people who gave up his dream of becoming a professional baseball player because he could not get over that hurdle.
It was literally.
In elementary school, he was taller than his peers, but he was no different from his peers in middle school.
In order to overcome the turning point of his talent, he faced the turning point of injury due to repeated tenacity and training.
And when faced with the responsibility of the head of the household responsible for the lives of his mother and younger sister, including his father, who suffered an accident and was bedridden from the injury, Jin-yong Lee gave up his baseball career in front of the turning point of money.
That was about 6 years ago.
– Are you happy?
“What makes you happy? What else did you do without throwing it away?”
– No, are you going to bring it away?
“No, there are things that are good… What should be thrown away. Anyway, I’ll let it go.”
– mind! mind! Jinyong man!
“Oh, I don’t know. I’ll throw it away, so you know.”
The dreamy boy who dreamed of becoming a professional baseball player for six years has now become a very ordinary Korean worker who has to serve the payer as the emperor.
It was the same this time.
“Twitter.”
It was never Lee Jin-yong’s will to come face to face with baseball again, which is now left as annoyance rather than a memory, and a disappointment rather than a fondness.
‘Ah, the real boss, where did I hear that I was elected, so this man is such a jerk?’
The starting point of the current situation was that the hobby of the factory boss, whom he should serve as His Majesty the Emperor, is social baseball.
Up until high school, he hid the fact that he was from the baseball team, but the president, who found out about it, suddenly called Jin-yong Lee.
Then he asked me to throw the ball in a friendly game against another factory baseball team this weekend.
In the face of this sudden disaster, Jinyong Lee did not immediately comply. I made the excuse I had prepared right away.
He said he quit baseball due to an injury.
He said it had been six years since he quit.
He said that in six years he had never held a walnut between his index and middle fingers, let alone a baseball.
‘Crazy boss.’
Then the boss said with a smile.
I haven’t thrown in 6 years, so isn’t my injury better? Then it doesn’t matter!
‘Is that what you’re going to say to a man who’s been out of baseball for six years because of an injury? Was that something a primate with a wrinkled brain could do?’
It sounded nonsensical, but the moment the boss sent a signal with his eyes, ‘Why is this bastard so long?’
You’ve come all the way here? Let’s try it!
At that, the president smiled broadly and immediately picked up his smartphone and started talking to the president of another company.
Then, Jin-yong Lee spoke in a loud enough voice that he could hear it very well.
President Park! How much is the match next week? hundred? No, why is Mr. Park’s wall so small? Three hundred walks, three hundred! what? Hey, what kind of mercenary is a mercenary? It’s a friendly game with the employees, but of course it’s played with the company’s employees. President Park knows better about our Black Tigers players, right? yes, that’s how it goes Three hundred calls!
Thanks to that, Jinyong Lee was able to grasp the situation quickly.
‘People who play baseball in society think of Election as a sword master in some fantasy novel. If I was a sword master, I would go pro, would you go to a factory for 200 a month?’
The fact that the president believed in the fact that Jin-yong Lee was elected and bet 3 million won.
‘Damn it, you got your nose right. If you ruin the game like this… what’s the point with one month left of the end of the year?’
Of course, the day that 3 million won falls into the pocket of the man named Park, because of Jin-yong Lee, there will be a very big storm in Lee Jin-yong’s daily life.
‘Oh, I’m going crazy.’
Anyway, something happened, and Jinyong Lee had no choice but to act to rectify what happened.
Just in case, I called my father. If you have old baseball equipment, please send it to me.
With that said, his father, who likes baseball more than beer, filled the moving box with all of Jin-yong Lee’s baseball equipment he had accumulated without throwing it away, and sent it to Jin-yong Lee’s cramped studio.
The story ends here.
“Eww.”
Lee Jin-yong, who recalled this tumultuous situation again, let out a long sigh that could be exhaled through his mouth.
‘yes?’
Jinyong Lee’s gaze turned to the transparent case that filled the box.
Inside the cube case, a baseball was packaged very nicely and preciously.
Jin-yong Lee held the case in his hand, and soon after seeing the autograph on the MLB official ball, he smiled bitterly.
‘It’s Kim Jin-ho’s signature ball.’
It was a trace of a person who was once a dream, hope, romance, and sun for Jinyong Lee.
‘Is it 10 years already?’
At the same time, it was also an indicator of the miserable reality for Jinyong Lee.
‘Maybe Kim Jin-ho, who was expected to enter the Hall of Fame while playing for 10 more years while listening to the voice of the ruler of the major leagues, would end his career like that in a car accident.’
life free.
The fact that no matter how great a person loses everything in one accident, Jinyong Lee felt that life was fleeting.
“Player Jin-ho Kim…….”
I mumbled the meaninglessness of it.
– uh? who called me
Then I heard an answer.
– what is this? what? Why is my body like this? Why did your body suddenly become translucent like sputum? No, wait. am i dead He must have died, so why are you here now?
It appeared with the answer.
– yes? What else is he?
“uh? uh? uh!”
– There you, can you see me?
“Ki, Kim Jin-ho?”
Jinho Kim.
“Oh my God, you must have been 10 years ago.”
– It’s been 10 years since I died? But what is that? Did anything like that come out today?
“Yes?”
– That’s a translucent holographic window like mine in front of you.
“A holographic window?”
I saw him turned into a ghost.
[Baseball Manager starts.]
And there were new abilities.
2.
[Current accumulated points are 0 points.]
[Currently owns a one-time use of Bronze Roulette.]
[The points required to spin roulette are as follows.]
[Bronze Roulette – 1,000 Points]
[Silver Roulette – 5,000 Points]
[Gold Roulette – 10,000 Points]
[Platinum Roulette – 50,000 Points]
[Diamond Roulette – 100,000 Points]
Jin-yong Lee, who was sitting on the bed that filled the studio room as a chair, looked at the hologram window, and then covered his face with both hands.
– Whoa, I know this! I saw it in a novel! Is this a game skill? this is real!
In Lee Jin-yong’s ears, he heard the voice of Jin-ho Kim, who was once called the ruler of the major leagues, a man who was like the sun to him.
– Whoa! envy, envy If I had something like this, I would have broken the Cy Young record. No, is that hard because I lost after playing 9 seasons? Let’s see, Cy Young’s career winning streak is 511 wins and his career innings is over 7,300 innings, so if we divide it into 9 seasons… If you throw with both hands, you can play 400 innings with one hand, and 100 innings out of 160 games, you can complete 70 games.
Of course not now.
“Player Jinho Kim.”
It didn’t take long for the being who had dreamed of meeting each other and shaking hands before becoming a noisy ghost.
“Let’s be quiet.”
– why?
“Am I very upset right now? Could you please shut up for the sake of my peace of mind?”
– Oh sorry.
“If you know, please shut up.”
That was it.
Jinho Kim, he was so loud.
Naturally, he had no intention of shutting his mouth at Jinyong Lee’s few words.
– for a moment. I’m not sorry Hey, even if I roll the shit of a human, it’s good to be alive, but who’s more disturbing, the living you or the dead and ghost me?
“I beg your pardon?”
– Is that true? Besides, why are you so dissatisfied with the subject of having something like this?
“No, then, if you suddenly see a ghost and a game stat window that you haven’t seen in your life, would Jin-ho Kim accept it calmly?”
– I’m going to call my agent calmly and ask him to set up a meeting with the psychiatrist. secretly from reporters. Paparazzi secretly. If you get caught like that, the club’s kids will be pissed off during the salary negotiation later. Since you’re a little ill, you seem to have a problem with your stamina with red ginseng, so I’ll put some options. Oh, if you get caught in doping, your salary will be confiscated, okay? At this point, I’m getting a lot of seungjil…
“Aww!”
Jinyong Lee, who uttered a bitter voice, remembered that moment.
“driving me crazy. How did such a human get the nickname of the silent assassin?”
– Silent Assassin? Ah, my nickname in the first season of the MLB.
Thanks to that, Kim Jin-ho, who remembered the memories, continued to talk with a smile.
-Yamma, for 12 years in elementary, middle and high school, only playing baseball, studying, building a wall, and a guy who doesn’t know how to spell strike was thrown into the major leagues. Is it normal to talk too much? Or is it normal to keep your mouth shut?
“her?”
Jin-yong Lee looked at Jin-ho Kim in front of him with an absurd gaze instead of a counter-question.
Kim Jin-ho continued to speak without paying any attention to Lee Jin-yong’s reaction.
– Oh, and what the nickname of the assassin looks like, if you strike out, it’s marked as K, right? I thought it was an abbreviation for kill. Anyway, you hit and got on base when you started out before the Athletics? But first baseman is arguing with me with a fishy smile on his face.
Even the gesture of swinging with a hitting form was introduced, giving life to his story.
– lets think. What does that mean when an Asian rookie pitcher in the first season of the major leagues gets a hit and goes to first base, and a big white guy laughs and says something? Shouldn’t you have asked my parents how they are? No, you could have asked how your parents were, but you probably didn’t mean it in a good way. Are you annoyed anyway? So I politely warned him. I’m going to strike out on you in the next at-bat.
At that moment, Jinyong Lee answered without me knowing.
“I kill you?”
– answer! That’s why my nickname is Silent Assassin. Ah, that first baseman was Mark. I remember.
“Mark?”
– Why are you here? big mark. Big Mac.
“Are you Mark Maguire?”
– yes. Anyway, I ripped out three strikeouts on that guy that day. Then I told this anecdote in the locker room. At that time, after I talked about Mark, I told the reporters that I said that to him, and the reporters gave a blank expression, and the interpreter Se-hyung’s face turned white.
“Come on, if it’s Kim Jin-ho’s debut season…”
– Let’s see, that was my debut season, so it was season 98. That’s when Mark hit 50 home runs. I bet he must have sucked the drug.
At Jin-ho Kim’s words, Jin-yong Lee spat out words without realizing it.
“No, that’s right. The Mitchell Report exploded in 2007, and I confessed to taking steroids in 2010.”
– Damn I knew that! pup! For some reason, this bastard must have hit the ball, but he ran up to the wall. I saw it and felt it. You can suck that baby or use magic like Harry Potter.
“But you said you never took drugs when you were in Auckland?”
– That’s disgusting. do you believe that Believe it or not, believe the Cubs will win.
“Uh, that’s…”
Jinyong Lee tried to answer, but soon realized.
How stupid he was right now.
“Oh, I’m going crazy. No, are you crazy already?”
Jinyong Lee immediately began to sigh and sigh.
Kim Jin-ho looked at Lee Jin-yong and said,
– What’s your sigh?
“Did I tell you? I see things I’ve never seen before. Anyone can see that this is not normal.”
– Isn’t that a chance? Look Carefully. Is this a game system? If you get points and spin the roulette wheel, your ability goes up, right?
“Or maybe I’m just looking in vain. If you catch a passerby and say you can talk to the ghost, you’ll usually call 112 rather than 119.”
– Can we try it then? whether this is real or not Looking at it, there is also a one-time ticket for Bronze Roulette.
“Yes?”
– It’s good if it’s real, or… Or maybe there’s a problem. But what do you do? When that time comes, you have to accept all of this as fate, take medicine regularly and focus on treatment. Hey, but it’d be funny if I was the vain thing I saw because of your psychotic symptoms.
At those words, Jinyong Lee looked at the baseball manager floating in front of him.