Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

As I got up, I felt an intoxication that had nothing to do with alcohol.
Stars Lose, Stars Lose
It's also the inning I wish I had a zipper in the front.
-Yes, these must be ours. -These seats stink!
He has the crowd going. Can he shake up mediocre slugger Bill McCloskey?
Now we both knew when you began doing this, you wouldn't be here forever.
...I was ready to take the biggest step of my life.
Well, back to Springfield.
The Texans Scored!
Let's go! Swing, batter!
Way to go, Homer.
Well, I'm ready to punch in.
If I hadn't thought of a nickname, all our lives might've been spared.
These cornball antics don't play in Capital City!