Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's the old ginger, boy.
I'm only ninety-three-and-a-half years old.
What's up, doc?
all by myself. Yeah!
There goes a screaming liner into left field!
The Gorillas have one man on base and two out.
The home team hasn't a chance, but they're in there punching nevertheless.
with a powerful, paralyzing, perfect, pachydermous percussion pitch.
Taxi, follow that ball!
Ball!