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Happens to a lot of them, actually, probably Rifle Rogan.

I like your fire.

I was going over the math 23 times this morning,

-Right in front of our faces. -I know.

It can kinda be nice sometimes.

-Slow down. -All right. Okay.

Well, I cry after every game.

-[laughs mockingly] -[players quieten]

Oh. Good, actually,

All right, throw one as you.

When I wind up, I'm still really tight.

Bye-bye, Blue Sox!

-'Cause I'm fine. -Uh-huh.

Don't worry, Max. Bert'll make you look real good.

Well, it's not bad.

I just want them to think I'm a good coach.

Doesn't it, though?

Yeah, your throw was incredible.

I don't really feel like talking, Carson.

when we were fighting at the Somme?

[speaking Spanish] You gonna punch me if I don't move?

Feel like my head finally stopped spinning for a second.

You know, you may be the first player in history to start a fight

[sighs] Just get the team back on track, or else...

And now she gets to coach.

Yeah. Yeah, I love him.

Her and Dove were, you know...

-It's the lower half of the face. -No one likes it.

Aunt... You're my Aunt Bertie?

You're my pitcher.

-but I'm good. -Okay.

My cousin said it spreads like the flu, if it already got Jo, we could be next.

That's all you got?

Because guess what? Surprise, surprise, I'm in charge.

I was just doing what was best for the team. Take charge, you know?

Don't... Say... Scratch... Sunset. Love, Guy.

Uh, why don't we just do BP? And Lu will throw and we'll figure it out.

Yeah. I'm not that good at talking. I promise I'll get better at talking.

Come on, you fucking headcase!

Hi, uh, I'm Carson Shaw.

I was worried when you didn't come home last night,

You ready to kick the feet clear out of their Sox?

How can I, while he's away at war, with her?