[singing while taking off his baseball team jersey]
We are the boys of summer, and it's a big bummer. No matter who we play, we give the game away. 'Cause we can't win. That would be a sin. We even lose the games before they begin--
SAVE IT, MAPEL!
[after speaking to Mapel who accidentally bumps his back on the pole in a surprised staring look at his manager, the whole team stares at George Knox as he walks over to the snack table and knocks it over with both of his hands]
Oh!
Bummer.
One more loss! One more loss which could've been a win! And you call yourselves "professionals"! I have never ever seen a worst group of 25 players! You don't think as a team, you don't play as a team, you don't even lose as a team! You all got your heads so far up your butts, you can't even see the light of day! One more loss and I'll [picks up chair]... and I'll do this [throws it at a baseball bat rack and the bats go flying all over the whole locker room, as the players duck for cover]...to each and every one of you!!
[bat misses him as he pulls his face back]
Oh-ho-hoo! [bat hits him in the head and has a blank look]
I want you... here in uniform at 9 tomorrow! We're going back to work on fundamentals!!
Fundamentals!? In the middle of the season!?
[still with a blank look]
I thought the game had started at 1?
It does start at 1, and you're a jackass!
No, I'm a pitcher. [after speaking to George Knox who angrily leaves the locker room while making some angry groaning and moaning, grunting sounds to himself while putting both of his hands above his head]
You can be a pitcher and a jackass.
Sí, it's very common.
Oh! [faintly falls into his locker area while feeling unconscious]
