Fear Strikes Out Page #2

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I'm sorry,

Mrs. Piersall.

Jimmy.

I'm all right, Mom.

Now, Pa, it's OK.

I'm going to play.

John!

Dad!

I'll be back tomorrow,

and we'll have a cardiograph

taken at the office.

Thank you, doctor.

Jimmy... Dad's going to be all right.

The doctor says it wasn't

really a heart attack,

just a warning.

He'll have to take it easy for a while.

It was my fault.

Jimmy, it wasn't your fault.

The doctor says it could

have happened anytime

and for any reason.

Try and get some rest, son.

And don't worry.

Are the scouts out there or not?

Yeah.

No bending.

You know what the doc said.

That was two months ago.

You still got to be careful.

You ought to skip the game.

Are you going to play?

Yes.

Then I can watch it.

Let's get out and play ball.

Jim, no sliding today.

Keep your weight off that ankle

as much as you can.

Come on, Jim.

Come on.

Come on, Jim.

Throw a good one, baby.

You're out of there.

This is our last inning.

Get a hit, kid.

We're in trouble.

They don't like those two strikeouts.

I'm trying, Dad.

I know,

but we've got to show them you can hit.

Now, you got to get your hit.

Get your hit.

Strike!

Keep your eye on the ball, Jim.

Go! Go!

Safe!

Jim!

Jim, are you OK?

I told you, Dad... Worry about nothing?

This is Jim.

Hello, Jim.

Mr. Kulavitch

and silvera, scouts.

You made a nice slide.

Keep your weight off the ankle.

Sit down.

Well, good-bye, Dad.

Now, Scranton is a good beginning,

but it's only the beginning.

Remember, next year it's got to be...

Yeah. Wish me luck.

Luck won't do it.

You'll have to work hard

and think for yourself.

Aboard!

Good-bye, Jim.

Dad!

Next year!

Next year the Red Sox!

Next year...

Hey! Where's that arm?

Hey! Go!

Watch it!

Look out!

Are you OK?

What are you trying to

do, ruin the customers?

Your skirt is a mess.

What do I do now?

Tell her you're sorry.

They're friends of mine,

nurses at St. Vincent's.

Come on.

Girls.

This is Jimmy Piersall,

our latest misguided missile.

This is Joan Kelly, Doris Fleming,

Edna McGuire, and... Mary Teevan.

Mary just started at the hospital.

You almost put her back in there.

It's a nice way to treat a stranger.

I'm very sorry, miss... That's all right.

Let me.

It doesn't really make any difference.

Let me get you another mirror.

No, really. Please.

I got in the way.

You didn't get in the way.

I shouldn't go running...

Hey, Piersall, get it.

Piersall!

Well, I like the way you play baseball.

Well, now if one of us could only...

Cook. Yeah.

Cook.

Where are your friends?

They're busy.

Well, good-bye.

It was nice

talking to you. Bye.

That's all for today.

OK, men, let's hit the showers.

Jimmy, get out of that hotel room, man.

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