The Big Green Page #5

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The little kid's playing?

That's right, we're mixing up the

sixth, seventh and eighth graders.

Yeah, enrollment's down

since we been there, Jay.

Whoa, wait a minute. You

got girls on the team?

In our league, girls

have their own teams.

Well, we don't have

enough kids for that.

So... you got little

kids and you got girls?

Yes, that's right.

I guess they didn't tell you. We won

the league championships last year.

We, uh... We were undefeated.

It might be different

this year, Jay-Jay.

Come on, Anna.

Well, good luck.

They got little kids

and girls on the team.

This is not soccer.

Gentlemen, this is not soccer.

I hate that creep, and

I can't stand his kids,

even more than I

can't stand our kids.

All right, you midgets. You

better win or you're walking home!

Hi. I'm Larry.

Go on, get it! -Concentrate!

Get it! -Watch

where you're going!

Oh, no!

That's my boy.

That's a Knight!

Flank to the right.

Just suck it in. Suck it in.

-Stay with it. Stay with it.

The Knights! The Knights!

Ooh! Ow! Ow!

Pass it!

Don't lay on back, just go in

there and get aggressive with 'em!

Yes! Score!

Whoa!

They're horrible. -That's

the spirit. Keep 'em down!

Knights, that's 8-0!

Men, we're up 10-nothing.

It's moments like these

that build character.

What do we do when we're

clearly superior to the enemy?

Go for the throat? -Exactly.

We show no mercy.

We do not let up.

We go for the kill.

Now, let's take into consideration

that this is a learning experience.

Let's all get back out

there and concentrate,

and let's try and

have a good time.

Hey, we may not be the

sharpest tools in the shed,

but we know the difference

between a good time and a bad time.

And this is not a good time.

That's the right place!

Oh, come on, Larry!

And score!

16-nil! Let's keep it moving.

Come on! Come on! -Get

in there! Tackle 'em!

Darlin', tackle 'em?

This ain't football!

Tackle means get the ball off of him.

-Well, excuse me. Does she know that?

Penalty kick!

Oh, man! Like a straight-arm!

Like old Bubba Smith!

Call me a stud, Jay, but I'll

tell you something, she got him.

Little ol' girl got your

boy. Sorry there, Jay! Whoo!

Maybe I can get into

this. -Way to go, Kate.

Game! That's game!

Let's go, Knights.

Get off me! You'll

never take me alive! Aah!

Everybody in! Hands in. Let's sound

off. Let's tell them who we are.

Two, four, six, eight!

Who did we decimate?

What were their names again?

They're not good enough to

have a name or even uniforms.

They're nothings from

nowhere. -Knights.

Two, four, six, eight. Who did we

decimate? The Nothings! The Nothings!

The Nothings! Yeah!

We're not the Nothings from

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