(upbeat music)
- Hey Arnold!
- Huh?
- Move it football head, you're up!
(school ground chatter)
Okay, I'm gonna shoot for the gap between second and third.
- Just try not to get hit, okay?
- Yeah, good strategy.
- Okay, move in!
This guy can't hit.
No stick, no stick!
- Ooh, look who's up, it's Arnold.
- Come on, Arnold paste it.
- Thought you'd come play little baseball, huh Arnold?
(metal clanging)
- Just throw the ball, Blimpo.
- Hey, don't call me Blimpo, I have a gland problem.
(ball whooshing)
- Strike one.
(laughter)
- Boy, what a good swing, Arnold.
Everybody on the field
is just scared of your big powerful arm.
- Come on, come on!
- All right already, keep your shirt on, Helga.
(Arnold grunts)
- Strike two!
- Ooh, good one.
Who taught you to bat, anyway?
Your loony grandma? (laughs)
(Arnold spits)
- Just throw it.
(grunts)
(bat smacking ball)
(metal clanging)
- Say something, man.
- Goodnight, Mommy.
(slapping)
Huh, what, what happened?
- Arnold beaned ya.
- Who?
- Arnold.
- Well it was just a lucky swing.
(upbeat music)
- Hey Arnold!
- Huh?
- Move it football head, you're up!
(school ground chatter)
Okay, I'm gonna shoot for the gap between second and third.
- Just try not to get hit, okay?
- Yeah, good strategy.
- Okay, move in!
This guy can't hit.
No stick, no stick!
- Ooh, look who's up, it's Arnold.
- Come on, Arnold paste it.
- Thought you'd come play little baseball, huh Arnold?
(metal clanging)
- Just throw the ball, Blimpo.
- Hey, don't call me Blimpo, I have a gland problem.
(ball whooshing)
- Strike one.
(laughter)
- Boy, what a good swing, Arnold.
Everybody on the field
is just scared of your big powerful arm.
- Come on, come on!
- All right already, keep your shirt on, Helga.
(Arnold grunts)
- Strike two!
- Ooh, good one.
Who taught you to bat, anyway?
Your loony grandma? (laughs)
(Arnold spits)
- Just throw it.
(grunts)
(bat smacking ball)
(metal clanging)
- Say something, man.
- Goodnight, Mommy.
(slapping)
Huh, what, what happened?
- Arnold beaned ya.
- Who?
- Arnold.
- Well it was just a lucky swing.
(upbeat music)
- Hey Arnold!
- Huh?
- Move it football head, you're up!
(school ground chatter)
Okay, I'm gonna shoot for the gap between second and third.
- Just try not to get hit, okay?
- Yeah, good strategy.
- Okay, move in!
This guy can't hit.
No stick, no stick!
- Ooh, look who's up, it's Arnold.
- Come on, Arnold paste it.
- Thought you'd come play little baseball, huh Arnold?
(metal clanging)
- Just throw the ball, Blimpo.
- Hey, don't call me Blimpo, I have a gland problem.
(ball whooshing)
- Strike one.
(laughter)
- Boy, what a good swing, Arnold.
Everybody on the field
is just scared of your big powerful arm.
- Come on, come on!
- All right already, keep your shirt on, Helga.
(Arnold grunts)
- Strike two!
- Ooh, good one.
Who taught you to bat, anyway?
Your loony grandma? (laughs)
(Arnold spits)
- Just throw it.
(grunts)
(bat smacking ball)
(metal clanging)
- Say something, man.
- Goodnight, Mommy.
(slapping)
Huh, what, what happened?
- Arnold beaned ya.
- Who?
- Arnold.
- Well it was just a lucky swing.
(laid back trumpet music)