Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Man: And that's the replay of the greatest goal in hockey history.
Adult adam: It was December 8th, 1980-something...
Son of a... (screaming)
That's how you sound. (exclaims)
(sighs)
To the next game.
The flyers-rangers game? No way!
You took something I love.
Adult adam: As much as my dad hated the sweet stink of borscht...
He's wrong. Goalies can't score.
Adult adam: And it felt great.
Boom! Just saved his life!
Let's see it!
Adult adam: Traffic even came before his favorite thing in the world...
Where a young, budding performer can walk the boards
What are you, sally field?
So what? It's cold as hell in here.
In the whole world, who deserves to be the star.
When I was happy just to be a schmo in the chorus.
Forever. (television clicks)
Adult adam: Who was I to argue with beverly goldberg?
Gimme the knob. No.
There's 10 minutes left! It's a tie game. We got to stay!
It's hockey season!
Now the question is, what's our show?
And I'm so sad 'cause I'm not good enough!
And now please welcome
Get...
Say the words. No.
He officially realized how much he missed barry.
Not the dreaded second page!
Trains. Trains.
It's a turd on wheels.
Welcome to the first rehearsal
We'll be stuck in the parking lot for six hours!
He's part of a funeral!