Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...the Dodgers are still without a manager.
On your horse, Bragan! On your horse! Outside!
Work it.
Nigger!
To be so good that the Dodgers demand to have you on their team.
How many of those letters have you gotten, Pee Wee?
Commissioned Army officer.
But I will tell you this:
My temper?
Told myself I did, but I didn't.
We need you.
Was that because his heel bone was longer, Bob? Hmm?
That "The Negro does not belong."
Have our friends in the press gone to sleep?
He wants more of them than there are of us.
Get off! Knock it off!
...he'll join the club sometime between April 10th and April 15th.
What?
Because you gonna be a mess!
"Today the Brooklyn Dodgers organization...
What...? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Heh, me too.
The Brooklyn Dodgers ain't changing our way of living.
...when I could no longer do that.
Here's Robinson. Jack holds that club down by the end...
As the search continues...
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In 1945, America's greatest generation came back from war.
You're cutting off my right hand!
Mm-hm.
Hey, is your name Jackie Roosevelt Robinson? You like presidents?
- So, what are we doing here in the night? - Leo said to get everybody together.
That's still a nigger out there.
Come on.
No hits, no runs for the Dodgers. The Reds are coming to bat.
Not much of a hit to speak of, but Jackie is standing on first.
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...sweet home.
Uh...
Discord channel Ain’t changing our way of living
He's doing me a service.
The Dodgers looking to move up this year and win the pennant.
Now, I don't care if he is yellow, or black...
Them Cokes are a nickel.
Nigger boy
You're worn out from the road.
You stink, Higbe!
Branch Rickey.
Jackie Robinson.
Think... Think about...
We win with hitting, running, fielding. Only that.
You serious?
I thought you woke me because I was cut from the team.
There's a slight breeze coming in from right field, blowing towards left.
You shut your mouth or I shut it for you.
Rubbing dirt on his hands.
They're not gonna let us stay here, fellas.
KFC
He didn't come to play, he came to kill.
Taxi!
I think second base is his spot.
I don't know, Chapman. What's it like to be a redneck piece of shit?
Here comes the pitch
...recanted on this petition nonsense.
POV Joey
I saw him laid low, broken, because of the color of his skin.
Come on! Ump, get some glasses!
Ostermueller, you creep! You gotta bat too! Don't you forget it!
No.
Kiner on his horse, I don't think he'll get there.
Yeah, what's that?
- I'll duck. - Heh, that's a good one.
- Hey, fellas. - Hey.
Sorry I'm late. Class ran long.
Do you know what it's like having somebody do this to you?
The angle's a lot different in second.
...we bring home the pennant.
Come on, Jack!
Let's go! Come on, guys, let's go!
"There is a great lynch mob among us.
...is exactly what they've grown to expect of their beloved Bums.
Treat Mott like you would any other team in the league
Respectable, but still two games behind St. Louis...
when Simon Cowell pisses you off
I hope you don't take showers with him.
He's the only man that can handle this much trouble.
Yes, sir.
- Morning, Leo. - Good morning, Mr. Rickey.
Clyde, you're good. Jane Ann, get in there.
You, Mr. Robinson, are not the only one with something at stake here.
They came close today.
You're in my heart.
One more. This way, Ben.
How'd you feel about losing Durocher for the year, Branch?
Clay, Jackie Robinson.
The bombs bursting in air
Well, I'll tell you what they aren't.
Two men on for Robinson.
...I have watched Jackie Robinson submerge himself...
You can't do that, Jack.