"Come on! Who's up?" I , Meldody yells. For some strange reason I ended up in charge of this bunch of so called "ballplayers".
All the newsies stare blankly at home plate.
"Alright! Fine! I'll cohoose the first batter. umm...let's see...ah! Davey. Grab a bat and get over here!" Davey slowly walks out of the dugout.
"Come on Melody! Why me?" He asks picking up a bat.
"Just shut up and get over here!" I yell impatiently.
He walks up to plate and holds the bat rested on his shoulders. I turn on the pitching machine. The ball is fired hard right down the center of the plate. And what do you think he does? Huh? He walks, screaming, into the ball! It smacks him hard in the stomach. He falls with a thud on the dirt. All the other newsies stare at him, giggling. suddenly Denten comes running onto the field. Oh my gosh! HE'S WEARING SHORT PINK SHORTS, A WHITE TANK TOP, AND TWO PINK BOWS(COUCH MATERIAL) ON EITHER SIDE OF HIS HEAD!!! What a site!
"Oh David, are you alright?"Denten asks as weird romantic music starts to play. He drags David off the field and when he's finished making him comfortable he, himself steps up to the plate. "Bring it on girlfirend!" He says getting ready.
The machine fires! Denten drops his bat a runs scwealing off the field!
"Well, who's next?" I ask. Mush come up to the plate, grabs a huge bat, and gets into is stance.
Once again the machine fires. Mush swings the bat fiercly, and the ball flys all the into the left field hot dog booth. Wow! It's because of his big biceps, that's it. That's the only reason he SMACKED it! This team still is no good.
Spot! Spot now walks up to the plate. Come on! Is a 98 pound weekling actually going to hit the ball? The pitch is fired! Well, here goes. Spot swings as firecly as Mush, connecting with the ball. Where's it go? I look down at Spot's feet. Oh, there it is. 2cm away from the plate. Spot sees it and throws his bat, hitting les hard on the head, then he storms off the field.(Les is now unconsious).
Alright. Skittery walks up to the plate. When the ball is pitched he smacks it! Smacks it about a mile behind the palte! As he walks off he keeps yelling "It went the other way! You guys is blind!"
Well, Jacky boy let's see your stuff. He walks up to the plate with his rope belt in his hands. If he expects to hi the ball with that he's crazy! Well, the pitch comes. He swings his rope. It misses the ball wraps around him several times! Everyone is laughing. Now he really does need "space not just air" and "we are laughing in his face and he does care"!
After untangling cowboy, Sarah comes to hte plate. Why that ditz is even on the team I don't know. The pitch flys right past her. She walks back and picks up the ball. She walks to Les, still unconsious, and says"Les What is this?" Les wakes up and all the newsies shout back at her "What do you think it is? It's a baseball!" Then Les speaks up, "And the other day when you asked the smae question, the answer is that that was hot dog. and I'm tired of living with a ditz!"
She starts throwing the ball up and catching it. Specs is just about to bet Race that Sarah won't drop it when.....PLOP! Right on her head. Specs changes his mind quickly.
"Alright everyone! Go home! The day is over!" I shout.
They all walk slowly out of the park,(Denten carrying David). Yes! Finally they're gone and I am quitting! Anyone who wants to coach them, feel free. But I caution and pity you. Don't say I didn't warn you!
THE END!
