Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get off! Knock it off!
Work it.
Them Cokes are a nickel.
That "The Negro does not belong."
Here's Robinson. Jack holds that club down by the end...
Kiner on his horse, I don't think he'll get there.
- I'll duck. - Heh, that's a good one.
"Today the Brooklyn Dodgers organization...
There's a slight breeze coming in from right field, blowing towards left.
...when I could no longer do that.
What...? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
when Simon Cowell pisses you off
On your horse, Bragan! On your horse! Outside!
The bombs bursting in air
You're cutting off my right hand!
Come on.
No hits, no runs for the Dodgers. The Reds are coming to bat.
Do you know what it's like having somebody do this to you?
Yes, sir.
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Come on! Ump, get some glasses!
Not much of a hit to speak of, but Jackie is standing on first.
I hope you don't take showers with him.
You're in my heart.
Ostermueller, you creep! You gotta bat too! Don't you forget it!
We need you.
The angle's a lot different in second.
You, Mr. Robinson, are not the only one with something at stake here.
Here comes the pitch
How many of those letters have you gotten, Pee Wee?
Respectable, but still two games behind St. Louis...
My temper?
You shut your mouth or I shut it for you.
They came close today.
Well, I'll tell you what they aren't.
Sorry I'm late. Class ran long.
Two men on for Robinson.
- Hey, fellas. - Hey.
Uh...
Commissioned Army officer.
Think... Think about...
Discord channel Ain’t changing our way of living
You can't do that, Jack.
That's still a nigger out there.
No.
Hey, is your name Jackie Roosevelt Robinson? You like presidents?
...is exactly what they've grown to expect of their beloved Bums.
He wants more of them than there are of us.
Let's go! Come on, guys, let's go!
Heh, me too.
How'd you feel about losing Durocher for the year, Branch?
He's doing me a service.
...sweet home.
Taxi!
Rubbing dirt on his hands.
As the search continues...
I saw him laid low, broken, because of the color of his skin.
One more. This way, Ben.
Jackie Robinson.
They're not gonna let us stay here, fellas.
I thought you woke me because I was cut from the team.
Told myself I did, but I didn't.
You serious?
I don't know, Chapman. What's it like to be a redneck piece of shit?
Nigger!
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Branch Rickey.
He's the only man that can handle this much trouble.
Because you gonna be a mess!
The Brooklyn Dodgers ain't changing our way of living.
We win with hitting, running, fielding. Only that.
Nigger boy
You're worn out from the road.
...he'll join the club sometime between April 10th and April 15th.
- So, what are we doing here in the night? - Leo said to get everybody together.
In 1945, America's greatest generation came back from war.
He didn't come to play, he came to kill.
To be so good that the Dodgers demand to have you on their team.
...the Dodgers are still without a manager.
What?
Clay, Jackie Robinson.
...we bring home the pennant.
Have our friends in the press gone to sleep?
Was that because his heel bone was longer, Bob? Hmm?
I think second base is his spot.
The Dodgers looking to move up this year and win the pennant.
"There is a great lynch mob among us.
...I have watched Jackie Robinson submerge himself...
POV Joey
Come on, Jack!
Clyde, you're good. Jane Ann, get in there.
- Morning, Leo. - Good morning, Mr. Rickey.
KFC
...recanted on this petition nonsense.
Treat Mott like you would any other team in the league
Yeah, what's that?
But I will tell you this:
Mm-hm.
You stink, Higbe!
Now, I don't care if he is yellow, or black...