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He always loved the game

more an anyone.

He was desperate to be a starter.

Remember him going into 3rd year?

Yeah.

Even in a scrimmage...

he'd ground to the infield

and slide into first...

even Hmugh he was nut

by a mile.

Like it was Koshien

and he was the last hitter.

Anyway, let's forgive the clown

and take him to Koshien with us.

He can sit in the stands.

He never made the starting line-up.

We'll let him sit on the bench.

Yeah!

Hey, wait a minute!

Don't count me in this.

Look at this!

You were always fat.

It's a different kind of fat now.

We need you to catch hr Nae.

It's plaque-stopping that concerns me,

not back-stopping.

Your jokes have sure gotten old.

That was bad!

No, it wasn't.

It was!

Here's your grilled-chicken platter.

Here we go!

Thanks, 'lama.

Not at all!

Their chicken':
great!

You're not really that concerned

with cholesterol, are you.

This restaurant

is one of my clients.

Look...

do you want someone else

catching for me?

Hugging me on the mound?

You're still full of yourself.

The bank keeps me busy.

You're got days off, right?

I don't have a job.

On days off...

I manage a Little League team.

You're still in baseball?

Who's more important,

us or some kids?

As it happens,

my son's on the team.

Is he living your dream?

No.

He's lousy at baseball.

I haven't started him once.

Uvhy don't you?

If I don't use the players right,

the other parents complain.

I don't want them talking about

'the manager's son'.

He understands that.

Give up managing, then

Yeah, but...

he loves baseball,

and he really tries hard.

He's in Grade 6 this year...

so I want to see it through

till the end.

So he learns that even fat people

can succeed if they try.

So he's fat, is he?

Right field!

Hustle!

Yeah, I know.

That must be him.

For sure.

Thank you..

Take a break!

What do you want?

To see the fond dad.

And make fun of me?

This is Nori's daughter.

I'm sorry about my father.

No, don't do that!

You happy now? Come and play.

Don't make me the bad guy here!

You know better than anyone

how stubborn he is.

With less ego, he'd be great at sales.

Yep... he?!

You're not roping me into this.

Everybody! Gather round!

Hurry up!

- What's he doing?

- Don't look at me.

I was the guy who wore number 1

on your manager's high-school team.

A big hand!

You were the pitcher?

You got it.

And he was the catcher.

He was fat then, too.

They figured he'd be best

at stopping wild pitches.

We called him 'Yama-pooh'.

Here's one more!

But...

he had great timing.

He batted clean-up for us.

You want to see him hit?

Who wants to?

Captain! Catch for me.

Me?

Lend me your glove.

Don't embarrass me

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