"Hey old man, sell me that baseball glove!" "Sorry, I'm retired. I'm researching the pitching of Egarawa. A legendary pitcher, you know. Apparently, his spin rate far exceeds Ohtani's. Many data points show his fastball at 158 kilometers per hour." "Oh yeah, I had a glove like this. From the era of the Sadaoka brothers at Kagoshima Jitsugyo High School." "I saw Sadaoka when he was with the Giants! It's just garbage now!" "Don't mess with me, kid. Or, if you know that, you must be an old man." "Baseball gloves from the days before the Famicom were amazing. Kids would throw them around, leave them out in the open. They'd end up in the apartment complex storage room. They were incredibly durable." "They were way better than the Rawlings and Zett gloves you can buy on Amazon now. Those are just synthetic leather." "Kids watched *Star of the Giants* and *Captain*." "They dreamed of Naniwa Commercial High School after watching *Dokaben*." "Those baseball kids are almost at retirement age now." "Sweet, honeybee-like youth, memories of cassette tapes, and this." "That lively 28-year-old apartment wife is now 70 years old." "The term 'tower mansion wife' just doesn't sound right." "If I'm using it myself, this old, genuine leather one is good enough. It's all I need." "I don't need an expensive glove." "You don't get better at baseball because of your glove." "Truly, a Showa-era retro, good-old baseball glove." "A glove I bought for myself to use." "Of course, it's been cleaned. But the laces are still original. It's rare because it doesn't have a name on it." "By the way, my Golden Glove really brought me good luck, so I'm keeping it as a family treasure. This is all I can sell now."