“What the hell was that?” said the first three Yomiuri Giants hitters, as Contreras floats a sinker ball by each one of them. He got out of the first inning using only ten pitches.

“What the hell is that?” says the Yankees’ line up, as the “tacky” Giants baseball [seems every team has their own ball in Japan, instead of one standard MLB-type ball – Giants got to use their ball when on defense; the Yankees used an MLB ball when in the field] is passed around the dugout between innings. Yogi looked at it a bit befuddled, like it was some kind of rubberized and hardened super ball.

“Oh fuck,” says the Yomiuri Giants’ pitcher, as Matsui-sama launches a home run into center field for his first at bat, in the second inning, while the home crowd chanted “Hit a Home Run, Matsui”.
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