Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't need these.

All right, guys, listen up.

You don't give two shits about these kids. I'm calling the game.

Bad news for the Giants !

Bad news for the Cavaliers, that's what it means.

Zero for a lifetime.

Do the same thing. Lean in, just get on base. Kelly's up next.

He thinks baseball's stupid.

So take off the hooker suit, let's go.

A natural at that shit.

- Play ball! - Cream it, Whitewood!

Two outs. Come on, one more.

Do you speak Latin? I'm much better at Latin.

- Excuse me? - You heard me.

Butterballs, stay in your dugout!

Hey, get back in the dugout. Hey!

Liberal propaganda. Don't worry about it. it's just bullshit.

- I'm on Atkins. - What?

What's Covid 19? And why do I have to wear a mask?

lf you won't play ball, why are you here?

Bad news for the Athletics, that's what it means.

You tried to hit him.

lf it was for quitters, it would be your field. But it's not.

Ray Bullock and our returning champs, the Yankees.

Look at those little bastards over there.

Give me one. Gotta protect the family jewels.

That's what I'm talking about. Way to take it, buddy.

Have a nice time on the bench.

Ain't no doubt about it, lady, you got a shitload of rats down there.

Yep, he's a real badass.

I'm sure your arm sucks now, anyhow.

They used to stitch everything up, goddamn it. lt was like the Dark Ages.

Hooper go to right field. Prem-- Where's Prem? Go to the left.

Damn right, loser!

And I got half a mind to find your old man and kick him in the nuts so hard

I gotta leave early today. We're doing leather tanning in art club.

Here, carry that.

Sorry the stuff's so ratty, but this is a six-team league,

about a simple farm hand

Mom says I have cancer of the eye.

I might have called you sometime in the last three years? But I didn't, did l?

I'm only here for them.

You don't have any business hanging out with me.

Strike 3....you're out Buddy!

You're 1 2. There ain't no out when you're 1 2.

- Tanner! - Where's the toilet?

There's too many Gnats out here...

Engelberg! These are my friends!

- Armenian. - Yeah, right.

lt's like I told you before, there's no ''l'' in team.

but it's gonna drop right off the table. So you don't bail out,

I don't have to tell you who we play for the pennant

I'm coaching a team out in the Valley, and I was just thinking, you know,

Now, stand still and listen to me.

- What? - You know, dropping out.

For your information, it's a classic.

You're supposed to pick it up, throw the guy out at first base, okay?

- Strike one! - Come on, Lupus.

Let's go, buddy!

You got a future Lupus.

No, I don't remember that.

Good hustle, Van Horn! Way to beat it out!

We don't want to play no more.

Mr. Buttermaker?

Lupus, alcohol.

Bad news for the Barcrawlers, that's what it means.

lnfused vinegars.

I don't want wings.

Morris ''The Blade'' Buttermaker.

Yeah. What are you going to do about it, Oreo?

Great game. I'm proud of you.

the serial killer who gets married in prison.

Just passing by.

I know a tie's a lot like kissing your sister, as my old coach used to say.

Ball four! Take your base.

- Now, come on. Let's do it. - I just want to hit the ball.

How you do, and the result of that effort,

So wear these things.

Pilates, the flower-seed business, pottery--

I was just getting Gatorade for the guys, you know.

Listen, don't talk to anybody but what's-his-ass.

All the good colors are taken: Black and white, red and white,

lt's a home run for Kelly Leak.

and he's branding his initials in your ass with a hot coat hanger.

Now batting for the Bears, number 20, Mike Engelberg.