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Get off of my field!

- Curve ball. - Listen to what I'm telling you.

- What? - Oh, you know what.

If you lead the league in batting for three years,

Yahko knew his only hope was to do the unthinkable,

or do you believe you can help make the Brewers

Come on, Brewers!

Kiss my…black ass! No, no don’t get personal. Don’t get personal.

- What happened to Yahko? - What happened to Yahko?

But you, my friend,

Listen, Stan's playing like he's frozen.

Favorite portion of the show, the comedy portion.

Fuck Me! Fuck Me!

Hey, all you Milwaukee leprechauns.

- Aah! - Come on!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Here's the wind and the pitch.

Pennebaker rounds first, heading for second.

- Head up my ass? - That's right! Head up your ass!

I never felt that type of respect

Well, it is for me.

You meet me at the ball park Thursday morning at 9:00.

But you have hole in your ass.

Did he go for it?

We invited him to Old-timers' Day

Just get one more question.

- Mark, Steve, are you ready? - You didn't ask if I'm ready.

Once you get over the initial modesty, I think you'll be fine.

But when an athlete gets to that point, he loses all his pride.

That's why you're comin' back. So all them names make sense.

Skillett charges. His only play is to first.

What about Kansas City? That was a mind-blowing weekend.

2,999 hits to date in his illustrious career.

Yes! Curve ball!

Second year, I was less than 50 and so on.

But it don't matter 'cause I got mine.

We're going for third place.

They got some pretty young thing they tryin' to groom.

All right, only 'cause I like this song, too.

You ask me about my lats. Yeah, I feel it.

No. What are you saying?

Any doggone thing, baby.

Best player on the Brewers.

Here's a throw to first base, and Ross is out.

You're kiddin'. You're not in the mood?

But let's talk about the name Mr. 3000.

- So you're telling me... - Stan Ross, Mr. 3000,

where I get a chance to hit against those pitchers

You're gonna tell me to kiss your ass, too?

Number 21, Stan Ross.

Wrong! He's embarrassed.

Be a hitter, baby. Be a hitter.

You're outta here! Let me tell you something!

Why do you care so much about it?

I don't want you to pop no blood vessel.

Mm, you too, Tony.

The team need me. Come on, now.

Huh? Who's the old man, baby?

You're one of a kind, Stan Ross. Thank you for sitting with us.

Plus, that's gonna look tight in next year's video game.

You got a call an hour ago from The Tonight Show.

That was 4/10 of a second.

That's why I love you, man.

Come on, I know you remember what it was like.

They get the chance to see history in the making.

All right, Milwaukee,

started with Stan Ross' 2,998th hit?

Don't make me run you, Gus.

Let's go ! Abonne toi pour plus d'astuces

in the league, will do everything he can

Now, we give him a physical.

You know, I'm an entrepreneur.

into the raging, raging river.

Yeah, that's right.

Couldn't you wait until after the season?

Man, I never batted lower than fifth in my life.

Stan Ross called for an extra practice?

and they're there for one reason and one reason only.

Apparently he hasn't forgotten the way Stan abandoned the team

- That man was safe! - That man was out.

You be out when I get back, or someone will have to pull

Wait. Let me talk to you for a minute.

That's what I'm talkin' about. That's why I'm quittin'.

The only thing Boca gonna carry is my plaque.

Give me my 3,000-hit ball.

3-0, the count.

I'm just saying, Stan Ross Day.

Just by chance, you ain't here to see me?

Game's changed a lot since we last played.

and, well, that'll get you some halitosis action.

I just gotta go.

Is that right? How many push-ups can you do?

Those hits are my ticket to the Hall of Fame.

Let me tell you something.

I'm on a roll, too.

I got tickets for that one.

- I didn't mean it. - I know.

I like the sleepin' and the talkin'

- They call me what? - The boss!

Viagra, man. You'd be the spokesman.

more competitive on the field?

Stan Ross, at 47, the oldest man to homer in the major leagues.