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