Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

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

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

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

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

Come on. Give them a little taste, Dad.

It's you, sug'. Congratulations.

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

Those poor athletes. All their training for nothing.

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

It actually detracts.

[Bobby exclaims]

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

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

Oh, not too close, Bobby.

You're a good loser, Son.

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

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

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

I broke my ankle.