Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, not too close, Bobby.

I broke my ankle.

And Arlen's leading all-time rusher is Hank Hill!

who appareitly sa ved a whole herd of goats from a ruiaway truck,

Look, Bobby, I want to see you get a trophy, too.

Hey, Bobby. Look who's here. Me.

Come on. Give them a little taste, Dad.

You're a good loser, Son.

-Dang it. -What's the matter, Hank?

I'd jump for joy but, you know, the knees.

[Bobby exclaims]

It actually detracts.

It's you, sug'. Congratulations.

Is this why you're so uptight all the time...

Mr. Hill, you will be running the Arlen leg of the Olympic-torch relay.

Wait a minute. I don't remember winning anything.

but maybe Bobby is onto something with this ""it's okay to feel good"" stuff.

Those poor athletes. All their training for nothing.

Now, most Little League teams need a husky fellow to play catcher.

Bobby, I'm not in the mood for riddles right now.

You know, he's only 13 years old...