Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bad news for the Kings, that's what it means.

- Hey. - What, you joined the circus?

for two-thirds of an inning in 1 984.

A reminder that according to Regulation 236,

No, no, no. No introduction necessary.

Don't necessarily have to catch it, I guess.

This should be fun.

The Giants beat the White Sox.

Before we get started, I do want to remind you

You don't know how old he is, do you?

Come on, Amanda.

No way. I'm a woman now, and we don't do that kind of thing.

Hey, save the traps, will you?

I ain't doing it no more.

I almost forgot.

So, what do you want? Why are you here?

- Can't even move. - Hey, guys, come on.

- Do you think I'm made out of money? - Fine. Just us, then.

Nobody picks on him but me!

I know you can.

Just go out there and have fun.

One, two, three!

Mr. Buttermaker, we have a game tomorrow.

You are not going to screw this up for me. Understand?

Just felt sorry for you, that's all.

Come on, Whitewood.

call me at midnight wondering why he's so pissed off.

But the way we've been coming along, it's more like kissing

Good job, buddy. Good job.

''Look at the ass on that second baseman.''

Look at Hooper.

I mean, we are one game away from the championships.

I mean, a pro. Finally, somebody who gets it, you know?

- Yes, ma'am. - Listen, Whitewood, what's the deal

Toby, have fun.

My mom says I have cancer of the eye

Left foot on the inside of the bag.

But wait, what about my basement?

Don't you think if I wanted to play house with you,

is gonna have a big bearing

- Come on, Tanner. - Even I could have caught that,

That's not what I'm talking about.

We went from suck to stink.

- Satchel Paige? - No.

And you brought...

- Why not? - Really? Well, great.

...are mental patients

But you’re a white.

I don't like the looks of the place. I mean, look at those creeps.

- How's that? - How's what?

You hear that, Toby? Drinking and driving don't mix.

I mean, technically, yeah.

but she takes a little off of it.

- you come play for the Bears. - And if you don't?

lsn't that what you guys wanna do, win?

''Casey at the Bat'' by Ernest Thayer.

You have some goddamn nerve.

I'm just doing this for my transcript, for college.

I got houses to spray. it's ant season, you know?

Next for the Yankees, Mike Van Horn.

You're such a loser. Man, you must have a big one,

Yeah, you guys suck.

What is he--? What's his--?

married to some guy named Big Blue,

...and bam! ''Look at me now, I'm...

Throw them in the garbage, in the house.

- Shari-- - You son of a bitch.

- What? - He said all that matters to him

- Exactly. - Unbelievable.

But since l've been watching you turn the team around,

I own my own law firm.

Mark McGwire? But he's a white.

Yes, sir. Good cut, honey.

They don't know the fundamentals of the game out here.

You're not supposed to be talking about my-- My one.

You're on thin ice, pal. You try one more stunt like this again,

Whatever you want.

Do they look like champions?

- Thank you. - God bless you, François.

Every one of you.

The way this guy is hitting, and the way you're pitching today,

That's Kelly Leak.

The infestation's quite advanced.

Remember when I played sick, and we went to Zuma?

Bad news for the Eejits, that's what it means.

I mean, you know, l've been an asshole.

- Yeah. - Remember that time I played sick,

You almost won today.

Hey, Buttermaker, you made it.

See you next year, bitches!