S3E10: The Luck of the Fryrish
Hey, keep it down! It's the ninth inning!
Here's the 0-2 pitch to Crypool.
He's taking all the way for a called strike three.
Swing the bat, you bum!
It's a boy! And look at that red hair!
You sayin' my son's a Commie?
Groady leans into the pitch-- It hits him!