[Whispering to himself] 'Please God, don't help him hit it to me.
Anywhere but to right field. Please God, I bet you.'
[Shouting] 'Come on now! No batter! No batter! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!'
[Whispering] 'Oh please, don't let him hit it to me. My God, not to me.'
[Shouting] 'Steam it baby! Steam it!'
[Whispering] 'Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no.'
[Ball is hit]
[Russel: Shouting] 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'
[Whispering] 'Oh good! It's not to me.'
[Shouting] 'Good catch, Steven! Nice glove!
You da man! Two away now! Lookin' good!
We're all looking good out here! Come on Robert!
This lump of crap can't hit!'
[Whiserping] 'Oh God, he's a leftie! A big leftie!
Total power to hit it. He's gonna pile it right to me and there's nothing I can do to stop him.'
[Shouting] 'Pitch 'em the funny one, Robert! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!'
[Whispering] 'Oh he is a natural athlete and I am so worthless.
Please God, take his life. Make him die.'
[Shouting] 'No batter! No batter!'
[Ball is hit]
[Russel: Whispering] 'Oh God. This is not happening.
No, don't do this to me. Please. Make it stop.'
[Ball hits Russel]
[Russel:] 'OWWWW! My elbow!'
[M1:] 'Throw it to second! Pick it up already!'
[Russel:] 'Take it! Just take the ball!'
[Russel tosses the ball]
[M2:] 'Nice throw, you pansy!'
[Russel: Whispering] 'Ok, get under control.
Easy now, easy. Say something to the team.'
[Shouting] 'Good hussle everybody! Yeah! Nice work! Play's at third!'
[Whispering] 'That wasn't funny, Lord. I've been so good and for what!?'
[Shouting] 'Come on, Robert! Settle down! Just throw straight!
You get it across the plate! We'll take care of the rest!'
[Whispering] 'Oh no, another lefty.'
[Ball is hit]
[Russel: Shouting] 'NOO! Why me again!?'
[Ball hits Russel]
[Russel:] 'OWWWW! My neck!'
[Panting & Whining] 'I can't breath. I can't breath.'
[M2:] 'Pick it up and throw it, you moron!'
[Russel: Whining] 'Here..come on, here.. Take the ball! Take it!'
[Russel kicks ball]
[M1:] 'Way to kick it in, Pele!'
[Russel: Shouting] 'Oh hahaha. Pele! Good one! Hehehe..
Ok! Come on! Suck it up guys! We'll get those runs back!
This is where we dig down!
We just need one more out!'
[Whispering] 'Oh look! A rightie! Oh Lord, thank you. Thank you so much. I owe you.'
[Shouting] 'This loser can't hit! No batter! Come on, this is where we take them out!'
[Whispering] 'Uh oh, what's happening? Where's the rightie going? What?
Who's this guy? He's a leftie and he's pinch hitting. No! No!'
[Shouting] 'Why's he pointing at me!?'
[Ball is hit]
[Russel: Shouting] 'Oh my Lord! What have I done to deserve this?!'
[M3:] 'I got it! I got it!'
[Running over to the ball near Russel]
[Thud! Crashes into Russel]
[M3:] 'Whoa! Sorry about that, Russel. Are you ok?'
[Russel: Shouting] 'HELL YEAH! We're up now! It's our turn to kick a little ass!'
[M3:] 'All right, Russel. I think you're up first.'
[Russel:] 'NOOOOO!!'
