Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Try not to cry in front of him.

Do you have a card? Do you have a card?

(Phil) You all right?

(boy) Come on, Bucky!

# Gotta code three #

Then my Dad said...

No candy. Please. No. Please?

Okay. But you and I, we're good?

Honey, it was your first practice.

Okay. Be forewarned, muchacho.

For those who live between Broadway and Grandville,

(Diana) Mike, I smell smoke.

# Let's get it started, ha #

Run! Run to the car! Run!

You a little klutzy?

Well, the Tigers beat you.

Now, you gotta tell me the problem,

That's a bad call!

Okay, you got me on that one.

I got it! I got it!

You, Sam, you, you, you, and you.

But in order to please my dad,

Let's say, "We are Gladiators."

about this Ditka thing. I don't like it one bit.

Your dad's a trip, you know that?

Hey, can I have this?

I took a punch from Hall of Famer, Mike Ditka,

No. No, he's not going to be a benchwarmer.

Watch it! It's a trap! Stay with the Italians!

(Barbara) Come on, Sam!

Dolina’s got the Bridges on the move

Uh, would... would they be interested in, uh, playing soccer?

Sir, you're at the back of the line.

but if you cry, I'm out of here.

that fuels the dreams of champions.

Let the kids have some fun.

Oh, look, it's gonna come out! It's gonna come out! Oh!

about the distance between us.

I didn't agree to pay you $5.

[All whispering] Tigers.

No! No, no, no. No. Finches. Birds.

And... And I... I didn't know if you might be willing to help.

[Audience applauding]

Get him, Logan. Attaboy, Logan.

Oh, that's sweet. That's very sweet.

Looks good to me.

You can be enthusiastic...

It's not Phil. It's Coach Weston.

introducing yourselves, and telling me

(Donna) No. Phil!

All right. Let's break someone's clavicle. On three!

and I should've been promoting that.

Massimo e Gian Piero?

I guess we really got out-coached.

Hope you boys are ready. See you at the finish line.

Okay, if that's how you want to play it.

I’m the ref! I’m the ref! I’m the ref!

Anyway, uh, I-I'm coaching my son's soccer team.

Actually, uh, I... I want you to assistant coach.

Not like a lot of the other parents.

Oh, that starts to hurt!. Oh, that starts to hurt!.

If anyone's gonna beat me, I'm glad it was you.

See you tomorrow.

You called a group of 10-year-olds "losers."

We're gonna have Half-Caff.

We were supposed to pick them up.

for the coaches to come up here

Way to go, Bing Bong!

Look who's here.

What did I just say?

We made it. Sorry we're late.

find it in your heart to forgive me

[Man whistling]

Should have waited for the jacket.

I said, "Who's a winner?"

[People clapping]

Okay, Buck. You got me good, buddy.

Four on one, three on another, right?

So, who's gonna coach?

it makes me love you more!

What for? He scares me.

I took a long hard look at myself in the mirror, and you know what I saw?

What are you saying, eh?

You really don't know who I am, do you?

Uh, do I have to say that? 'Cause that's gonna cause

You know why? 'Cause I'm not a coach.

Literally wave. Do it!

Why is this fun?

Pass it off! Pass it!

Now, go to your places!

You traded your own grandson?

You look like you need those.

You're acting like... Oh!

Maybe even before that, because I know you're the guy that wrote

[audience murmuring]

and have a great season. Huh?

Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove

What have I... What have I told you to do?

And the only reason he is here is to support his team.

No, I... You're different because you're better.

I got you put on a new team.

You what? Gonna go where?

In fact, I don't know anyone like that.

Yes, we love meat.

I'm sorry. Okay.

Way to go Bing Bong

All right. You all had a laugh? Fine! Play on!

Poetry in motion, Philly!