Hard Ball Page #2
- Year:
- 2001
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You know, Mom said that
some boys just plain big-boned.
And some boys
just plain fat-assed.
Hi. Matt Hyland,
head of the coaches' committee.
- You the Kekambas?
- What?
- Are you the Kekambas?
- Yeah, b*tch, we the Kekambas.
So, what's up?
Smyth and Stevens Securities?
He's out of town on business.
I'm assisting him.
What do you got--
six or seven kids?
If you can't field a team,
the league'll drop ya.
I'll tell Coach Fleming--
This is Darryl Mackey.
He's the president of the league.
Last year was a mess.
We had to cancel games
because we'd show up...
and the other team
would have five kids.
Waste of everybody's time.
We're just trying to save everyone
a whole lot of trouble, okay?
If you can't field a nine-man team,
you and the Kekambas should go home.
Smyth and Stevens Securities...
and submit a roster by Friday.
- Friday.
- All right?
Yo, Coach.
Kofi and Ray. Ray want to play.
Is that Kofi Evans and...
- Raymont Bennet?
- Yeah, Coach.
But Miss Wilkes
ain't gonna let them play.
Wait, hey, hey!
Who's Miss Wilkes?
She teaches Saint Malachy. She gets
on my damn nerves, I swear to God!
She is real mean, Coach.
She's an old nasty lady. She tell
Do you know she called my house
every night last year? Every night.
- She won't let these guys play?
- Hell, no!
She said they couldn't play ball
until they do these book reports.
- Kofi ain't doin' sh*t.
- Ray Ray neither. They're like...
"B*tch, quit that noise."
Hey, can we cool it
with the "b*tches"?
Sh*t, man.
Coach, it's gettin' kind a late.
We gotta go soon. We practicin'?
Not today.
Thursday, 4:
00 here.Cool.
Miles, wait up!
My mom's meetin' me at Southside
Pizza. I ain't walkin' by myself.
I wanna go to Southside
with you.
- You wanna just cut up Ashland?
- Whatever, man.
- You wanna just cut up Ashland?
- Whatever, man.
I don't wanna walk through
folks' loop. Damn Disciples.
Glock, nine millimeter.
Hey, you know about
my karate right?
- Man, do you mean karate?
- Nah, it's karate.
Learned it from my cousin
who was in Japan in the army.
Lightning quick!
This is the tiger.
No man can defend himself from
the fury of a karate tiger man.
Yeah, Dre-- a tiger.
Okay.
I only use the tiger when I'm
fiightin', like, a dozen guys.
More than that,
I use the bear.
- What's the bear again?
- I can't show you!
Man, that's the secret code
of the karate honor.
Hey, wait up!
- Yes?
- Sister Wilkes?
I'm Conor O'Neill.
I wanted to talk to you about--
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
It's just my head.
Who are you here to see?
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