Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Excuse me ladies...Excuse me!

-Alright! -[growling]

-[laughter] -Hey, hey, how about a cocktail?

It’s the best of both worlds!

Take your base. [crowd boos]

-Stop it. Just stop it. Just stop it. -You should have run. Gee, I guess you really are chicken.

-Woah, gosh, it's huge! -Man, look how great it is! -Wow, Wrigley Field! This is great!

Mott? It was you?

GIVE ME ONE MORE

Let's go, Suarez.

-Oh I didn't know! Stop worrying, it's just part of the game! -It's gonna be great, mom!

Alright cam but some shit bud Cut some big stinky shit!

Come here. Come here. Bring it in. Get in here.

Rowengartner takes a long look at the runner at second.

-Not joking, sir. Really, this Henry's just a kid. -Kid?... Kid? Excellent. Find him.

It's the best of both worlds!

Hot dogs. Get your hot dogs. Get em hot.

[sigh] Forget it.

They're gonna let him bat?

And managers Jack, get ten percent. 10 Pacent?

You found out where she lives? Well, did she say anything about me? No, really.

-Oh, wow! -Woah! -Woah!

Well, what does that mean? Did you get to play?

Carson! Carson! We've all seen these publicity stunts before. How do we not know Henry is just here to sell tickets?

Don't take this game too seriously. Because one day it's gonna be over. Your gift will be gone.

Hey kid. You got nothing. I know it. And you know it.

-Just drop me off at the next terminal. I'll get a cab. -No way. We'll take you home.

-The have-to. What the heck was I talking about? -What the heck was he talking about?

-Hank took a rip at that one, but the ump had already made the call, and he's on his way to first.

Durkin! Bring me that arm!

Steadman makes a game-saving out! Keeping the Cubs ahead by one!

I’m gonna kill him

-You ready? -Can't we just say goodbye here?

-Good luck today, Henry!

Son step in the box

Alright Rowengartner, you do it! You do it! Anything goes!

Alright Hank! Cut some cheese, bud! Cut some big, stinky cheese!

Check, it was you?

The Cubs are bringing in their right fielder to pitch? [imitates cheering]

-He's a kid. -The Cubs own him. And as his manager, you get 10%, which translations into $2.5 million dollars.

Pitcher! [singing] Nanny, nanny, nanny! You can't get me!

DeBrobe, babe. How about you?

-[sigh] What's the occasion? -It's our three week anniversary.

Steadman's heating it up like the days of yore, when men were men, and when... and that's another story!

Call strikes! Who cares how short he is. Let's go.

-The have-to is inside. It's where the fear lives. -Oh, okay. Could you start over again? -Let's play ball!

Throw him the shit! Throw him the high stinky shit!

Hey come on, kid, throw the heat!

And with that. Scooter extends the reds to their longest winning streak this season. Two

We haven't won a pennant since '45 and a series since the... the...

Jesse Stinky cheese

This kid is making me crazy.

Oakland A’s Opening Day 2023

We won the division!! We won the division!!

He can't hit your fastball

I've been talking to the Yankees. They wanna buy the kid.

-He'd kill you. -Thanks.

You are a bum Purdy

-Stick a fork in me, I'm done. -You gave me 6 great innings. I'm saving you for the playoffs.

[dramatic thud]

Hey! Rowengartner! You suck!

When you're about to talk to your gym crush for the first time...

[singing] Nanny, nanny, nanny.

What's Mr. Brigma doing?

I don't know what my shoulder will do if I heat it up again

[radio] Love is lovelier the second time around.

Rulinbruter! Come on!

-Thanks, Mr. Banks!