challenge, mountain, remarkable

A man who is standing right there on the pitcher’s mound is staring through my eyes. It’s like a tiger has already locked on its target, waiting for the quarry jumping into the trap. It’s two outs in the ninth inning, and I am the last batter who is ready for this final *challenge*. I feel nervous but cautious because after so much strike, I still can’t figure out what that Japanese pitcher is thinking. His *remarkable* performance has kicked out two of our batter, his eyes is telling me that he’ll do that again. But I won’t let him gain his purpose. Because I want to win, deep down my heart, I want to reach the *mountain* top no matter how high it is. Suddenly, the ball has come. “I can see it! I can do this!” I hold my breath and wield my bat at the same time. And then, everything comes to the eternal silence……