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Well, back to Springfield.
Now we both knew when you began doing this, you wouldn't be here forever.
Way to go, Homer.
If I hadn't thought of a nickname, all our lives might've been spared.
Let's go! Swing, batter!
It's also the inning I wish I had a zipper in the front.
Well, I'm ready to punch in.
Stars Lose, Stars Lose
These cornball antics don't play in Capital City!
The Texans Scored!
As I got up, I felt an intoxication that had nothing to do with alcohol.
He has the crowd going. Can he shake up mediocre slugger Bill McCloskey?
...I was ready to take the biggest step of my life.
-Yes, these must be ours. -These seats stink!