Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Mike Engelberg. - Here.
And the final score: Athletics, 9, Bears, nothing.
...you're sorry too, or...?
Traded it all in for booze and broads, you're disgusting.
I'm not a little girl anymore. I had my period, all right.
Not fast enough, if you ask me.
M-o-t-t! Go mott! Go Mott!
Keep your eyes peeled, man. it's your job.
They don't understand the dedication that it takes to run a serious program.
Everyone except you, you booger-eating moron.
Safe!
Are you sure?
- Ball. - Go, go, go!
You Lie Your Ass Off. It's The Only Way.
They can't even make rayon like that anymore.
- Really? - Yeah. You just tell them
Let's go finish it, huh? One, two, three!
- Next, number 3, Danny Patello. - Let's go, Danny!
Ex-Mariner, Morris Buttermaker and the Bears.
Ump, time! Time.
Let go of me!
Congratulations. Thank you.
Yeah, sorry.
I'm just gonna run away.
- Uniforms? - Yeah.
but I'll give it a shot.
And if you graph out our errors and other parameters,
Prem. Where's Prem? You're up, buddy.
Here we go.
Oh, we'll be there, Morris.
Slide! Slide! Slide!
We took a vote. We're disbanding the team.
I mean, yeah, I get it, we were a little selective.
What happened to the Barbie oven with the muffin light?
Strike two!
Yankees?
Engelberg! Engelberg! Engelberg!
What does that mean for the Giants?
Way to go! We need two more, guys. Two more.
Damn, is it 3:00? I gotta get out of here.
The Bears advance to the finals this Saturday against the Yankees.
- The score stood 4 to 2... - What a fag.
Now, it's not quite as good as the real thing,
What you have done for Toby and those children,
- Nice catch. - All right, Hooper.
Calm down it’s a piece of crap anyways
There's laws against this, you know. Harassment!
All right.
So I came by to check and make sure you oil your mitt.
- ls he dead? - Hell, no. He's drunk.
You know, I was thinking, maybe afterwards,
you're selling that crap?
A lot of brisket butt.
Well, we got a lot of great athletes this year,
Hey, it's a league bat, okay?
Here you go.
Get up.
lt was a hell of a hit, son.
Do you want me to have a stroke or something?
That's okay.
lt's called taking one for the team. Now, let's go. Come on, Garo!
I think I just entered puberty.
That's right, I'm in a wheelchair.
- ... Garo Daragebrigadian. - Let's get that out!
That's the dorkiest shit l've ever heard.
Three feet! He missed it by three feet!
Where's the honor and respect for the game from the former pro, by the way?
He's from Riki Tiki Tavi, or wherever the hell it is.
Well, I'm sorry.
- What did you say? - You can't hear me?
See ya next year bitches!
Morris, this isn't going to work.
lt'll be fun.
Buttermaker, where have you been?
Okay.
that you don't have so much tied up in.
Toby.
- Good job, Toby. - Thanks.
You just know you got your shit working, you know?
- What's the damn point? - Just drink it, man.
Now batting for the Angels, second baseman
Salt Lake City.
Mr. Buttermaker.
Last time I checked, this is a baseball team.
Bad news for the Magic, that's what it means.
- Get out there! - You guys are a bunch of punks.
Kelly, this field, it's for ball players. it's not for quitters.
you gotta stick in there. You see what I'm saying?
Hey, Cleveland, thanks for batting practice.
And, Jose, muy bueno, buddy.
What are you doing, Buttermaker?
Got a smart-ass here. Burn it up.
- Yo, what the hell? - What?
Bad news bears Cocaine!!
Are you kidding me?
I'm a damn paraplegic.
I'm so sorry.
No buns! I can have as many as I want!
- You know, go ahead and say it-- - You're an asshole.
lt means you're a bag of douche, shithead.
Next up, number 1 4, Miguel Agilar.
Bad news for the Athletics, that's what it means.
Who the hell are you, Shoeless Joe walking out of the holy cornfield?
My dad says the only people who put ketchup on hot dogs Are mental patients......and Texans
Okay! Good.
What are you doing here?
Pipky po chytání leskoptví.
lt's okay, Prem. it's all right, buddy. Way to hustle. Way to hustle.
That's lame.
That’s right I’m in a wheelchair!
Cocaine
Yeah, well I closed the inning out, okay.
Nobody ever stood up for me before.
lt's an old-school thing. Now, it's gonna look like it's coming right at you,
Alrighty.
all players must wear a comprehensive genital defense apparatus.''
Why are you talking about bodysurfing?
You are my TST of the year!
You ought to take a good look at yourself, you has-been.
compared to the last game,
we win the game.
Because believe me, being a winner is just...
Thanks for holding the fort down, buddy.