Chicken Little Page #3

What if?

What if I joined the baseball team?

Hey, why don't you watch where you're going?!

Sorry, there, buddy! Sorry, sorry.

Baseball? Son, we talked about this.

Yeah, right. But, you know, that was when I was small.

I put on five ounces this year. I've really bulked up.

Really, son? Baseball. Are you sure?

Oh, yeah, yeah. I mean, you know, hey, why not, right?

Yeah, why not, but why? Well, Dad, you were such a big baseball star in high school.

You could give me some pointers.

But, son, you know, I'm just wondering...

Maybe baseball isn't exactly your thing, you know?

Have you considered the chess team or the glee club?

And some teenagers, you know, they get quite a rush from stamp collecting.

No. Wanna stop? We'll get some stamps.

I don't like stamps. Colors, colorful things...

No, I was thinkin' baseball!

I can't wait to see the look on your face when I smack that ball in for a touchdown!

Dad... Um, I'm kidding.

That was a... that was a joke.

Just do me one favor, son.

Why, sure, Dad. Anything.

Just please try not to get your hopes too high.

Yeah, but Dad, I mean, I...

I mean, I think I can...

I...

OK, Dad.

Oh, Chloe. If only you were here.

You'd know what to do.

That's my boy! Gee, thanks, Dad!

Come on. All I need is a chance.

Lean to the left Lean to the right C'mon Acorns Fight, fight, fight! Go, Acorns!

There's excitement in the air, ladies and gentlemen.

It's been two decades since Oakey Oaks has beaten rivals the Spud Valley Taters.

Down by only a single run, and with a player in scoring position, we finally have a chance again.

This excitement isn't about the fun of baseball, it's not about the prize.

It's about gloating and rubbing their noses in it, the "Nah-nah-na-na-na! We beat you!" taunting, if you will, that comes with the winning. Yeah!

That's right. Oakey Oaks and the Honorable Mayor Turkey Lurkey will finally have bragging rights again for one full year!

But this battle has taken a heavy toll on our hometown heroes.

After nine grueling innings and several players out with injuries, the Acorns are scraping the bottom of the roster.

Hopefully, there's just enough muscle on the bench to pull out a win.

Up next... Chicken Little.

Clearly a long shot, folks.

Little hasn't been up to bat once since joining the team.

He's gonna lose the game for us! Wait!

If he can get a walk and advance to first, that powerhouse Foxy Loxy can step up and save us all.

She's had a terrific game so far. A shoo-in for the MVP trophy.

OK, kid, listen up.

You have an itty-bitty, teeny-tiny strike zone.

There's no way he can throw you out! Take the walk. Don't swing.

I have a good feeling... Look at me. Don't swing.

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