Abe: But even if it’s just a little, I want you to shake your head. // Nothing good’s going to come of you throwing pitches you don’t want to throw.
Abe: And I think… If I keep making you pitch things you don’t want to pitch, // We’re going to end up with something…pretty screwed up.
Ump: Ball.
Miha: A-Am // I // getting
Miha: Screwed up?
Abe: I don’t mean you.
Abe: I mean us.
(translation of page 32 of chapter 90 of Ookiku Furikabutte… scanned by me, translated by Narwhaltorte)
Isn’t it amazing how these two are growing together? XDD